opposites

Opposites

When you think about Life,

You inevitably ponder Death.

For without the other,

Each is nothing.

We would not cherish Life

If it was never taken,

And of course without Life,

There would be nothing to take.

Opposites are everything:

Hot and Cold, Light and Dark,

Order and Chaos, Life and Death.

One might think the counterparts

Exist in entirely separate spheres,

And that one side is good or bad.

But really, like Yin-Yang, they exist

As a singular whole in equilibrium.

They cancel and balance each other out,

And in doing so, paradoxically

Create nothing from everything.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Love vs. Hate- Reverse Poem

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Even the smallest happiness and joy

Comes with

The feeling of hate and always

Leaves no room for

Love

A feeling that is cold and hard

Only

Leaves anguish to be

Ever-present in the hearts of men

Love

After it is gone

Leaves cold, empty feeling

And anger only

Melts the ice that is left behind

Love

Is deceiving

Saying that “Love has departed”

Holds truth in its words

The belief that “Love is infinite”

Is blatantly false

“Love is always broken”

The evident lie that

Sweetens life forever

Love…

Which is fleeting and quicker to leave than a false friend

Hate

Is warmer, more alive than the dishonesty that comes with

 

Love


Not everything can be changed

 

But… some things can be reversed…

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Hey guys!  This is a reverse poem.  Once you finish reading it forward, go ahead and read it backward and gain a completely different meaning.

Haven't posted in a long while! :)

My Mr. Darcy

Quietly, he kept all night
So that none could find
His eyes which often drifted
Toward my corner of the room

I took him as arrogant in youth
His mannerisms which disgusted
And his remarks which stung
Left me with a tainted view

Until one day he did send word
Dinner, he asked, would I attend
Curiosity did curb my disdain
And so I sent word that I would

An evening of rhetoric unmatched
Wits set against wits, stubborn
He with his quiet rebuttals
I, finding a louder defense

And when dinner was done
How he took my hand
So that I may not trip myself
But I stumbled over words

It would appear as if we
Two separated by birthright
Should find ourselves matched
In every way imaginable

We reached the door of my home
He kissed my hand then
And sent my heart into a flutter
Not allowing me to release him

Slowly, I ascended the steps
Watching him follow, slowly
He lit the candles all around
I read the poems of my past

A night spent in the dim lighting
Small kisses shared to keep warm
Until finally the red sun rose
And there he was sleeping, quietly.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This goes out to my latest love. He is the Mr. Darcy that every girl dreams of marrying, and I've fallen for him just as Lizzy did. Only time will tell how long our love will last.

opposites

sun goes down
moon comes up
love you now
you love me later
hear me cry
hear you laugh
your heartbeats still
my heartbeats fast
opposites in love.

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The Tearful Heart

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As it loves

It cries

As it smiles

It tends to sigh

 

Even as it mends

It is shattering

As it comes together

It is tattering

 

This is my heart

Treat it well

One to many times

Has it fell

 

Even as I love you

I hate you as well

What am I feeling now

Even I can’t tell

 

~Chrystal Swallows

Written on

September 29, 2004

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This was written when I was with Steve.

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