Sadness in My Eyes

Sadness in My Eyes

 
It is not sadness in my eyes.
It is a numbness,
An emptiness.
 
There is a rapacious seeking,
That is ambitious
And capricious.
 
That runs me ragged and tired…
In the name of what?
In search of what?
 
I cannot answer to those ‘what’s.
I just know the sum
Of it all:
               Numb and dumb…
                            With a sadness in my eyes.

Counterparts

  

Counterparts

Is the world coming to its senses?     

Or is it just coming apart?

Do the two have to be opposed?

Or can one be the other’s counterpart?

 

Opposite does not mean enemy.

When they rely on each other,

And need one another to work:

A bond with a competitive brother.

 

It’s a tension that works towards a goal,

That both of them are striving for.

Not one side beating the other;

The sum, not difference of the final score.