Doppelganger

When you meet someone and

Exchange 2 life anecdotes

A common notion cultivates 

Of how their mind is wired

Or hay wired in some cases

And how far must their thoughts

Reach to cross 

A certain level of sanity...

That degree is actually unfathomable,

Especially when that person is you.

As you come closer and personal to yourself

Between your skin and soul

The lines soon begin to blur

Between your chaste nakedness

And your palpable existence.

The layer that has no more layers underneath,

has more grey than the flair

Has more to savor than to offer,

Selfish, too absorbed in this obsession

Called self-awareness,

Often breaks out of a deadlock

Of all worldly affairs

You think you've trained him well,

This time, you've chained him well

To not shatter boneless design of the spine

That puts up an innocent act even after

thousand crimes,

Remember the demon

Is still alive

When in the act of suppression

You hear a war cry.