My 'oxymoronic' or 'moronic' nature

My 'oxymoronic' or 'moronic' nature :

what is not enough , is always enough

what is enough, will never be sufficient 

is what i want , also what i need?

I was born with a dichotomous nature

so, the world told me to separate the virtues from the vices

to shine light on the right and shy away from the wrong

for one is exalted and the other is abhorred 

that one must be chosen above the other

but my rebellious disposition kept troubling my pensive mind 

isn't polarity the quintessence of nature

isn't the temperament embedded in our existence

what is rain without some sun

what is hail without some rainbows

what is grief without blissfulness

how do you state black without knowing white?

i concurred,

these anomalies co exist, support-strengthen the other

these contradictions exist, also inside of me

why doesn't the conflict between them

supersede the other

why does one win momentarily before loosing to the other

why doesn't the relentless disagreement explode within us

For what is love without a bit of hate

what is friendship without envy 

aren't they reflections of each other

aren't they the darkest friends and the whitest enemies?

aren't they cloaked connotations of the other

for one can't exist without the other

isn't love , a manifestation of hate 

ANd sometimes when I fail to find answers

i look for solace and peace outside 

and when i see the smoothening ripples on the ceaselessly flowing water

when i see the wind abrading the composed serene surface of water

the inner turmoil soothes at this sight

i see the harmonious discord everywhere around me 

then y should i choose one side 

y should i put lifes choices in separate boxes..

and not be free and very me ...

I was born with a dichotomous nature  

I choose not left nor right...