The appointment

He lives in his head,

or is it the other way around?

It really doesn't matter

as they struggle to find a common ground.

They do however, meet once every day ,

to talk of the two worlds they habitate,

unravel the gift wrapping paper and further elucidate.

Its an appointment they seldom miss,

for its the key to his balance and his peace.

They digress from one end to another,

laugh hysterically like long lost brothers,

fight fiercely like they are age old foes,

but at the back of their single mind he knows,

they are apart,

but have only each other from end to start. 

They are like poles north and south,

one is the harbinger of the reality and doubt,

the other is the personification of perception,

he is the one, who takes the world on,
enters the ring and fights the daily bouts.

He puts on the mask and keeps the insane world at bay,

the other sees through it and tries to keep him sane.

They have been together long enough,

and at times it can get really rough.

They call out their opinions and try to keep him alive,

they have their differences,

and want to act according to their preferences.

But they have realized this,

What bonds them for life is the physical manifestation that is his,

and they have to learn to listen and keep away their strife.

For their ultimate purpose is to keep it going,

through the lonely river, keep on rowing.