as a blend paroxysm of duality



Sorrow— an alphabet in a big diary,
an antique in a big store;
a well, short of water.
A mystery—
In silence, a misery.
Silence— awake for new era
{To you, silent stab,
when alive for death comely.}

Joy— an alphabet of comely visit,
a jolly in a pregnant store;
Short-lived, a choice chore.
A mystery—
In silence, a merry.
Silence— loud and low meadow
{To me, silent smiles,
when dead for life comely.}

Encomium expression in heart;
percolated of morning view.
Endowment of the nature's voices;
loud, as green leaves kisses wave,
{...pity ash leaves comes green,
budding tears of new birth
to born life again as seeds.}
refreshing, as ocean arouses torrent—
beaming, as kids frolic and babies giggle,
picturesque in the garden;
a graphics of virtual scenery.

Both comes— choice to let one stay,
one stays cold;
It leaves eventually.
Life— a merry-go-around;
a clockwise.

{Watching the evening falls
And morning rises beneath the cloud.}
Life comes and go;
a good man resigns 'no regret'—
rise and shine;
shut the course of living,
Into a graduate of death.

{...a plea bargain for,
a drop of an answer.}
Life still continues
after one has gone,
many arises as story ever told.

Life cheat
when you allow;
It's cunning,
iceberg of enjoyment

About this poem

"To live is an enemy; as friendship of duality." This poem entails lyrical verses of both happiness and sorrow man live as life; cancer as a snatcher, Smiles as deceit, love real and myriad, Environment pollutant, Humid air perforated. Life is not balance as it cycle.

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Written on November 11, 2023

Submitted by bellomicheal243 on November 11, 2023

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Scheme abcAaxxa xbbAadxa xxxxxxxexxa xfaxx xxdxxgx bcxxf xxge
Closest metre Iambic trimeter
Characters 1,264
Words 259
Stanzas 7
Stanza Lengths 8, 8, 11, 5, 7, 5, 4

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