My mind and soul

It looked into me,
Outside seemed bruised.
Tended by the whorls of love
The mind simply smiled.

You seem torn, soul asked.
To protect you from hurt
It almost burst out.
Do I really?, the thought flowed out.

It swore a truth the only one.
"What may be or may not
But you need to pervade.
You are safe come what may."

"I could be a sword or a sabre
A big knife or a small one.
But like air I'd surround
Call it penance but I won't butt out."

You are my soul, my essence.
I lash out but with you I am sane.
May be this is how she survives,
Dichotomy ringing all the time.

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Sometimes evil is not necessarily evil.  Happy Diwali !