Conflict Poem by Mousumi Bhowmik

I have both nectar and poison inside me
From morning to evening they live side by side,
They both talk to each other.
When they are in harmony
I'm pretty good.
But sometimes, when human whims wake up
I love nectar more
Oh! then poison pulls out his teeth and nails
Became manifest in me
And I'm ready to surrender.

Yet the ambrosia quality of nectar acquires me,
I love nectar again.

Actually, nectar is more beautiful than poison forever and adorable.