Dichotomy Poems - Poems about Dichotomy

Written: May 26, 2025, For contest By Brian Strand *********************** s t ...

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May we be blessed to understand the dichotomies of time…. (For dichotomies is something time shall never lack!) It’s free…yet it’s priceless and once you’ve lost it…you can never get it back. ...

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The tumults of organized lives Often brings happiness but sadly, much strife As we crawl hastily to our eminent demise We realize without birth there is no life Without life, there is no death Without you, there is no us Life appears to be A random state of organized chaos...

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May we be blessed to understand the beautiful dichotomy of our growth…… How some days we are the teachers… some days we’re the students… and some days..we are both. ...

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Trudging as a scorched weary traveler in the wilderness of the desiccated life, I wander in the shifting maze of your deceptive shadow. Enticed, I’m seduced by the mirage of your flashing face, confused, I don’t know where I should be going to belong. As I disintegrate in myriad illusions into drifting dust in the desolate wasteland of my...

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Dichotomy humans are strange creatures we want peace but can’t avoid war ...

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A rainbow or counterflow … symmetry, Time marks a question measured to wrangle, Quantity taxes or pay quality. First, the chick or egg, begs the novelty, Harmony and anarchy vie tango, A rainbow or counterflow … symmetry. Highs and lows, trials on trails that Odyssey, Couples meet ... kneels, and fingers … betrothal, Quantity taxes or pay quality. Germane proportionate necessity, Bidders will empowerment substantial, A...

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I followed a rat, I watched it burn. I followed a rat into the church, It saw a light but I watched it burn. I followed a rat, dressed in all white— The rat grew wings, but still, it burned. I carried a mouse, I watched it rise. I carried a mouse into the church, It found the wine, yet I watched...

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The world is not a good place Nor is it a bad place But it is a domain in which good and bad things can happen...

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Dichotomy What is Your Heaven? What is it Like? ****** The More I Give The More You Fight. -Gray Squirrel 04-29-2024...

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My job is in the office, My bread is in the kitchen, Yet it haunts me as My life I am losing. My dream tells me so - The only way to vision her Long brown hair. Autumn, wood, cacao, seeds. My clothes are in the closet, My neighbours next door, Still this plague wins Called loneliness. Ghosts in their chilly houses Seem a relative now. Not too...

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Summer soil melded between bloodied feet. There is gravel stuck between bone and soul in their arch. A curve, a signature that belongs to an individual, it is yours and only yours. It leaves a mark on that cliff where children beat the heat to feel gravity’s sobering pull. Water is the safety net, some simply...

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There is this dichotomous relationship within the alphabet… for the letters therein contained can be used to create words of joy…of love…of happiness… as well as words of hatefulness…and pain. From the same 26 letters come words of wonder… words of beauty words that fill a heart with joy as well as words of anger words of spite words that can…a soul destroy. Which means it’s...

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No one really has ulterior motives. It is all me not understanding a clear intention. Feeling so sharp- hearing all those whispers unfolding. Whispers that are actually the remnants of my old self. I am trying to communicate with a crazy person. Just like everyone around me. Sometimes, I tell myself I should be exalted. In the...

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Amulet graced by gems clad for stratum prow tawny glyphs margin of witticism & quagmire extravagant dictum trivialize shores trails summer ousted & waves of wrangles sundered the ocean & swapped my spirit in crimson burst swirl to scatter In demolishing ruins & twilight crumble slump of man glittering Phoenix fire trail scribble a cyan-xantos rhyme. bore a shallow rostrum defective soothsayer haunts dreams? hilltops & both oceans & skies cyclone...

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