The Missing Piece

He sat there clutching his prized possession in his hands,
the missing piece he had sought after
through the passage of time and across the lands
was finally right where he wanted it
and the unfinished puzzle could finally be complete.

The missing piece had been his goal, his dream
which had eluded him for as long as he could remember;
he had almost forgotten life before that, it may seem.
He had searched for it in every nook and corner,
obsessing about it for almost everyday
but now the elusive piece lay right before his eyes.

He eagerly waited for a surge of satisfaction to kick in
for the culmination of his quest, the attainment of his aim;
but there was no emotion that filled him,
he felt hollow inside instead.

It was then he had the epiphany, that a part of him was gone
the hunger, the thirst that had been driving him all along.
For it was not the missing piece of the puzzle that mattered the most
but the strength and purpose it gave him, a meaning to his life at most.
But now as the puzzle lay finished, his quest came to an end,
he realised man could never be happy, all he felt was pain.

Battle Royale

The dark clouds loom over the horizon
engulfing the placid sky with its monstrosity
We have waited long enough, they say,
it's our time now, to rule over you.
You have fought long enough, now you have to pay.

The mind finally lets the feelings take over,
a little foreign, but also inherent.
The mind a little relieved but also defeated.
The novelty refreshingly different
but evil and constricted.

As the sky disappears beneath the sea of black,
a tiny bit of blue visible through a crack,
the clouds let out a thundering roar
announcing a major twist in the battle royale.

For till now the blue sky had fought
with the sun shining in all its glory,
the mere attacks by the dark powers
had hardly affected its winning story.

But as the mind grew weary of the persistent strife,
it let the darkness creep over and within
and the change of dominance was inevitable,
unwelcome but relieving.

The change of power was hardly silent,
as the thunder and lightning
marked their arrival
with a furious dance of light and sound
and the sky slowly changing and adapting,
the new members being given a chance.

The mind finally enlightened by the truth,
the necessity of the evil looming within,
embraces it like a long lost sibling
finally feeling complete therein.

The sky and the darkness finally unite,
accepting each others differences
for one cannot exist happily without the other
they are but pieces of a greater picture.
The dance of the light and sound
is now joyous and welcoming.
It's the starting of a new era,
the celebration of a new discovery.

As the mind finally accepts, overwhelmed with
new emotions that fill in the empty spaces
tears roll down from the eyes
as the rain falls from the skies
for that very moment is not a happy nor a sad one
it's a perfect blend, an equilibrium.