Crowned Self
Crowned with two hats
one for self and the other
Could find both fit in
as bondings of siblings
However both close to the heart
Enjoyed with each as apart
But both at one
Not more than a battlefield
One named by me
I am humble
down to earth
Other is pride
not to get compromise
Whose relationship is better
Whose relationship is trouble
How do I know?
When both get shelter within me
Growing years aparted them
With their own destiny
to taste its own outcomes
The fleshy body says
Now you are grown up
Let both be hand on glove
to see a better world
But old habits die hard
Let me see who dances on my head.