Contradictions Poems

Funny Contradictions

A friend said, rather smugly,
you can't be "pretty ugly";
and where is the good,
and what is the likelihood
of one being "clearly misunderstood"?

An expression he's also dismissing
(or as kids say, "dissing"),
is so silly: "found missing".
And you can bet money
no one is "seriously funny".

Few people are ever cowed,
or have to get loud,
speaking to a "small crowd",
and (sorry if

Man is not a solitary note; he is a symphony of deep contradictions

Man is not a solitary note; he is a symphony of deep contradictions,
A song of sins and sorrows, composed of desires and broken dreams,
I've seen hands that caressed loved faces, clenching into foreign fists,
Lips that spoke sweet words, twisting into cruel smiles, venom flowing.

We kiss with mouths that have cursed, embrace with arms that have

2025 Contradictions

Project 2025, a tale that some have spun 
Of less government, and more to come 
Disguising rules and mandates with an ease 
Using more government the right does please

Reducing funds, saying to trim the U.S. core 
Now watch as their power grows much more 
From health to speech, their views will tread 
With heavy hands,

Sweet Contradictions

I'm a little too much, or at times not quite enough,
I'm too sensitive, too distracted or at times just too tough. 
I'm too in my head, or say hurtful words without thought,
I'm super focused on the ball, and then suddenly, energy's at nought.

I either notice it all, or see very little
I can be softly spoken

Contradictions

Speed bumps in life

Tangled Echoes: A Dance of Contradictions

I am tired with the burden
But don't feel the power to leaving it
It ruins my soul
Yet I maintain the poison within me
I am a hypocrite or a scoundrel?
Or a prisoner of my own vices
Perhaps both, or something indefinable.

I grapple with this internal strife,
A weary soul caught in the fire of self loath,
Amidst the ruins of

Contradictions African Winter Hair Revelation

Both time

&

Life is fleeting

Birth most certainly

Similataniously 

Also leads and ends in death

Like the winter climate in South Africa

Johannesburg specifically during Winter

As coming in the end of Autumnal May

When the Summer rains have gone and is over

Everything and all around has turned

Brittle dry and a hue colored brow

What then becomes a familiar sight

Is seeing desolate scrubs

Contradictions

First instinct is to second guess 
Quick trigger to point the finger 

Rigidly pushing against reality
Swiftly pulls us from actuality 

Let's not live in subtraction
But add up grace in its place 

Replace reject with accept 
To embrace all that we face

Our reactions are a choice 
Try choosing a positive voice

Contradictions

He wakes up with all forms of contradictions waving over his head and running around with ballot boxes trying to procure the dead with weevil and mice playing jamboree in the rice while the sun and the rain are engaged in a fist fight.

 He goes to bed with alcohol on his breath, empty brain

Contradictions

the Priest sucked in his Four Star Brandy
hoping that a drunken release
would help him with his conflict
in an alcoholic sleep of peace
the alky swigged his cider
vintage cheap and strong
the crutch to his addiction
making existence crawl along

from separate drunken corners
each in his own private hell
they were taken by the police 
to share the same dingy cell
one

Contradictions

Tick-tock
Time’s wasting away.
Is it truly?
Have we made time a commodity?
She owes nothing and is not swayed by any of us.
Can time even be wasted?
It is infinite yet brief.
I’ve existed forever and I’m still an embryo.
I pay my own mortgage but still feel my mother’s kiss on my brow as I drift off.
I am alive.
I am

The Contradictions of Duality

Swirls of shadowed light rest in minds filled with wakeful anxiety, while the burning ice warms their souls with its chills

Falling in tandem with the rising waves cresting against sandless beaches, reaching for pieces broken by gentle hands banded in the company of destruction

Seduction of the celibate through linear sways of hip and lip, trying

Fragile Contradictions

The things we see can be seen one of two ways
Either full of color or just straight black and white
The coexistence of natural dark and our light
But we choose to see what we think is right
Whether it’s believing that love is true
Or saying it’s something that has no meaning
A concept formed completely on a ruse
Yet

Contradictions

CONTRADICTIONS

given the
presence
of connotations
perhaps
simpler
   to list
the
delicate
diminutive
&
embrace
the barbed

serrated
&
prevalent
traditions
have access
to the
extraordinary
  encased
with
narrative

siloing
in
directions
&
hogging
the
outlines
with
minutiae
 measured

of
pleasured
 pools of
 reflected light
of
the
  defiant
 rewarding
revelations

NOTE:THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE   using spaces&breaks without grammatical symbols ,the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and responds thus making this enigmatic form a two way interplay & interpretatIon unique to the moment& changing according to mood is inherently variable.
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Honestly.  What's the best policy?  Honesty?
Don't loose lips sink ships?  You follow me?  
"Keep your circle small."
"Keep your enemies close."
How much is enough, then, to have them by the ropes?  
"Knowledge is power."
"Ignorance is bliss."
How does one choose between THAT or THIS?  
Idioms, cliches, metaphors and more.  Life's

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