The Clone (Innerself Inside)

Amidst of a murky night,
there was a solemn soul,
painted as a clone of myself,
forcibly to set out the whole,
the destined home of his darkness,
a pursuer of greed, lust,
mimicking inside myself,
of his own egoism and the eternity,
praising his dark monarchy,
jeering and jerking oft within myself,
consoling and covering in his eternity,
I raise a voice inside to defend
for creation of dark sculpt inside,
said,'' you are a part wtih in me, and
playing my emotions as your weapon,
haunting the soul , being my clone,
but let me tell you my other half,
your weapons are my strength to defend too,
to much of them, you will rule inside of me forever,
thus, I will kill some beneath my feet,
you win one, I will win the remaining third''.

--Digvijay Thapa