Best Yang Poems
she's absolut
i'm hennessy
i'm rush hour traffic in L.A.
she's a small town in Tennessee
she's left handed
i think i'm always right
i love the way she will compromise
i never give in without a fight
hard/soft
she's satin sheets
i'm the body wrapped within
together were complete
without her i feel without a friend
i'm lust
she's desire
she's my redemption
my salvation from the fire
and while were not exactly opposites
she compliments me beautifully
picking me up when i fall
and standing by me dutifully
Ambiguously the two exist as one,
Sustaining each other in harmony.
Fortuitously they come and they go,
Lost and found, they’re wrapped around.
Light with darkness; darkness with light,
The balance seen by the naked eye.
All things moving within their own orbit,
No directions are known in time and space.
Chaotically they dance in rhythm and rhyme,
Energetically they burst through all universes.
Cosmetically appealing from their first dimension,
Spreading their wings over all things.
Filling the void with a voice of reason,
The dragon breath that once gave life,
To the eggs of creation, the twins alike,
Carries forth the knowledge and wisdom.
If I had to make a choice I would rather hate intelligently than to love stupidly.
Yin And Yang
Wickedness can manifest itself amidst
extreme calm or utmost serenity
Righteousness overcomes adversity in
the heart of disarray and inequity
Penned: 1/4/22
Lake Worth
Florida USA
I am the light that longs for the dark
I am the shallow that yearns for the deep
Earth and sky, snow and sand, desert and ocean
The opposite that combine to make a whole
Gentle and fierce, strong and weak, love and hate
War and peace, youth and age, foolish and wise
Envy and content, sad and happy, birth and death
Twirling together creating the dance of life
Men and women a creation of yin and yang
Opposites belonging completing the whole
A never ending circle in time and space
A subtle march hush saddles the valley
whilst dawn’s reveille is the seagulls call
staid water’s brim against ancient galley
once flew the ensign how the mighty fall.
For here she lie ‘o’ top of salty graves
where wretched souls ne’er see another day
their silver horizon the restless waves
that howls the sirens song of doubtful bay.
Long gone the storm the cries of emotion
of those whom hankered for a better life
yet still the tempest doth rule the ocean
to take at will the rights of man and wife.
Gone the prisoners of her majesty
damned to the colonies over the sea
the bay holds no bars grants them amnesty
their spirits to roam the ocean floor free.
There’s no one left to wail or shed a tear
to pen a shanty of that tragic hour
nor weave a poem of hysterical fear
build a monolith a marble tower.
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Beneath Yin yang clouds
it’s all in how you see it,
what’s Sun or the rain.
Like the flip side of a coin..
And truth be told from a lie.
I shout for heads you go tails.
Why do you laugh when I cry?
When I smile you always frown..
I like the cold, you like the heat.
We are completely different..
I'm too honest and you cheat.
When I'm up you are down..
We can't agree to disagree.
Must everything be so difficult?
I love you and you hate me!
Like the dark side of the moon..
You can never see what's really there.
Where I'm open like a book..
You play dirty and I play fair!
I like cats and you like dogs..
You like old and I like new.
But there's one thing we agree on..
That's the way we rock our tunes!
At least we have our music..
Finally agreeing on one thing.
Though I'm for metal and you're for rock..
I like to scream and you like to sing!
So that's our little Yin Yang..
It's universal and abstract.
Though hard work at the best of times..
It's proof that opposites can attract!
Villanelle : Five Yin lines on November 6th overcome the top Yang line
(Bo, Hexagram 23 (November 6 to December 6): The mountain falls down on the earth and crushes it.
Result : neither side wins completely, only broken bones, bruises, bumps and bleeds in evidence all around.
Guai, Hexagram 43 (May 6 to June 6) : The situation is reversed. Total victory for those who emulate the Superior Man of the Yi Jing.
Solution : Re-do the electoral calendar - May 6 instead of November 6.)
Five Yin lines on November 6th overcome the top Yang line
Yet the Yang and Yin toil and tussle and leave their feathers shorn
On May 6th five Yang lines reign supreme and oust the lone Yin line
Thunder in autumn rolls down plains hushed in grumbles feline
Zhen the Eldest Son will wake strong in spring resounding new born
Five Yin lines on November 6th overcome the top Yang line
In temperate climes in the northern hemisphere the Laws confine
Both the Yang and the Yin within the Year of Seasons foregone
On May 6th five Yang lines reign supreme and oust the lone Yin line
The electoral calendar then makes both parties anodine
Destined always to quarrel and plunder each other's platform
Five Yin lines on November 6th overcome the top Yang line
Heaven and Earth toil to produce conflict no matter which the line
Hexagrams depict the family constellation all forlorn
On May 6th five Yang lines reign supreme and oust the lone Yin line
Reign of Darkness recedes as winter solstice Light begins to shine
Then the Good in Man if cultivated will thunder and storm
Five Yin lines on November 6th overcome the top Yang line
On May 6th five Yang lines reign supreme and oust the lone Yin line
© T. Wignesan - Paris, November 7, 2018
Here I am without a moonshine
in a room painted in black and white
Cursed and Blessed
Abandoned Caressed
I smile ... I cry...
With two halves of my brain interwined.
Hush -Hush I Silence the voice
Hush -Hush I do not have a choice
Do not sing a song or Do play along
Hush-Hush Hush-Hush.
The yang within me still swirling with passion
The ying shadows my heart
Be gentle Be strong
Be right Be wrong
Depart or Belong.
Cursed and Blessed
Abanoned Caressed
I smile... I cry...
Rain is falling in his front porch
Clouds have covered my sky
Sunset thoughts have drifted with stream flow
Dreams have shifted into sleepless nights.
But Suddenly Was it meant to be?
Outside my window paper -lanterns rise -up high
All emotions are turning in cartwheels
As time keep passing by.
So very soon a new dawn will follow
All alone I face it's light
I feel its warmth Its rainbow colours
Once again a fairy spell
will make our lives shine bright.
The ying within me still swirling with passion
The yang shadows my heart
Be gentle Be strong
Be right Be wrong
Depart or Belong
Silence my voice
or sing me a song
Only in darkness
I see light
I see stars
Twinkling in the sky
I see
The moon
Gracing the firmament
In sickness
I see health
In hunger
I see food
When downtrodden
I see joy
When alone
I seek companion
When hated
I seek love
Yin and Yang
That’s the way life is.
Thank, God
Humanity is moving
More toward Yang
The Light
Collaborative Chinese water torture
Dropping fickle whispers
Their foreheads pound with belittled grief.
Egyptian cotton tissues,
Coated in fresh aloe and waxy resolutions,
Torn asunder
Idyllic sonatas
Heaving identity crisis under bus,
One
Note
Off
An exacerbated syllable
Pleasing vultures
Who speak louder than anonymity’s slur
Befuddled visions
Damning clarity upon equator of serenity
Stalking Information Superhighways,
A glorified game of telephone
Where declared verbiage,
Set in Swedish Hot Stones,
Is STILL misunderstood!
Filtered!
Tainted!
Stoking ill-advised dreams
Stroking tact with leavened paper cuts
S h r e d d i n g
yesterdays
Whiplashes against horizons’ symphonies
Choking lyric of March
These hands showed you epiphany lights
Now 2nd face, abandons restitution in onyx dark
…
With their one last cry,
One
Last
Spoken Cry
“Instead of reading our words,
My child,
You should simply open your eyes.”
(Fade to white)
©Drake J. Eszes
Yin Yang
We make our own demons,
create our own gods.
Our lives, are a series,
of evens and odds.
In the ebb and flow of the rockiest tide,
Truth is a pearl, We all seek to hide.
Success, just failure turned on its head.
The path to victory, is littered with dread.
Desire and fear, the fraternal twin,
Thoughts control if you lose or you win!
A need, a plan, action and grace,
Shield you from all the arrows you’ll face.
You cannot win, without playing the game.
If nothing is changed, results are the same.
The life you make, is all in your mind,
To have tomorrow,leave yesterday behind.
where does the light go
when darkness tries to kiss her
...lotus slip downstream
The white stands for the good
The black stands for the bad
Together they are one.