Contrasts

For the things that define us,
The ones that destroy us.
To life and despair,
The unmatched pair.

For the spring blossom,
And it’s shades of blue-red.
To the autumn sadness,
They’ve gone, they’re dead.

For these early mornings,
The sudden bursts of sunshine.
To those thoughtful nights,
Spent in search for a sign.

For that twist of a smile,
and the tear of a cry,
For these things that perfect us,
The ones that try.

For the ones who see black,
As we think white,
It’s these feelings we lack,
That form shades of light.

For we may never know,
What is not and what may be,
What can be done or what has to be.

For we believe in destiny,
The hardest truth of them all,
The valleys wide and mountains tall,
We cry if we have to,
We die when we die.

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4 thoughts on “Contrasts

  1. Okay, this one deserves a standing ovation or something. The ending just took it to a whole new level! It gets better and better and then BAM! Literally knocked the wind out of my lungs. You’re a great poet, fellow homo sapien! πŸ‘πŸ»πŸ‘πŸ»πŸ‘πŸ»πŸ‘πŸ»πŸ‘πŸ»

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