Take me as I am, the imperfect bits and pieces of me, the best of both of my worlds, the right and wrong, the good and bad makes us interesting. This concept comes revolving back to the idea of sometimes wanting to cherry pick what we want from things, the idea of finding meaning in chaos is elegant and yet highly elusive. The best of both worlds refers to our world that is composed of these two elements, ones we work upon and improve every single day. The ones we are inspired to change and the few that we are motivated to keep. Our musings are captured by these as we write to the same wonder.
Best of Both Worlds
The best of both worlds that we write about
The good & bad, the right & wrong, turned inside out
We feature some of these every single day
We keep coming back to them in our own little ways
In places where thoughts are brewed in coffee cups
Where words are sparks & smoke that rises up
We have written stories that are fair and true
Revisited by many trapped in both worlds built by you
Words that come remind me of imperfections that I miss
That spelling mistkaes and scribbles at the end of a page
Where we still find thought that have not amiss
Where we have written to things that never even age
The best of both worlds are captured in poetries
In poems that were never chained but in words set free
We bring a little bit from just this much
The imperfect bits & pieces, of which we never lose touch
Best of Both Worlds
The best of both worlds that we write about
The good & bad, the right & wrong, turned inside out
We feature some of these every single day
We keep coming back to them in our own little ways
In places where thoughts are brewed in coffee cups
Where words are sparks & smoke that rises up
We have written stories that are fair and true
Revisited by many trapped in both worlds built by you
Words that come remind me of imperfections that I miss
That spelling mistkaes and scribbles at the end of a page
Where we still find thought that have not amiss
Where we have written to things that never even age
The best of both worlds are captured in poetries
In poems that were never chained but in words set free
We bring a little bit from just this much
The imperfect bits & pieces, of which we never lose touch
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