Always the two faces of this my Life

Always the two faces of this my Life
How i live it is what i always think it should be
There is a reason to a season
The flicker of my lone star, the light in my horizon

At any given point, I am either coming or going
Either on rehearsal or on the trenches
In between learning the ropes or paving the way
Busy searching or busy realizing

Of all that, I am still impatient to engage in life’s battle
Keen to change things and make everything perfect
To the haste of non conformity
I defied my higher ups with my clenched fist
Set up myself for the big unknown and roundly got my ass kicked

Still I meander, I do stumble yet I always pick myself together
To continue my wanderings in a place that only I can magnify
And in my path someone may come along to walk with me
I will take shallow breath to enjoy each pendulum moment
My tongue behind pursed lips, my heart to my own lament

As I traversed along with time I may submit to the twinge of melancholies
And no solace to be found even with my daring acts of follies
Like a boat on rough waters I survived my occasional storms
I stand on my silent platform, fighting the accepted norms
I have lived my life but perhaps not yet to the fullest
For these ever-changing seasons,
I still haven’t found my reasons.

Searching for the reason of that light
Ranting and raving as I pursue my quest
Living the dream beyond my own worst and best
Another day another conquest
As I roll with all the punches
To escape the lackluster milieu
And justify my compos mentis existence