Short Ying Poems
Short Ying Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Ying by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Ying by length and keyword.
Where life does flourish,
In the heat of the jungle,
Death always follows --
Raising souls from the nether;
Reborn in starry ether.
It's December 8th in Ontario, still no snow
Maybe the gods will spare us, ya never know
A blessing that would be
Since sitting on Santa's knee
Up to my ying yang was nothing nouveau
End of November and STILL no sxxx
As we sing hallelujah, it's Canada you know
Don't rock the boat
But keep handy your coat
Soon we'll be up to our ying yangs... quite apropos!
© Jack Ellison 2015
What a wonderful setting beside a small forest
When autumn arrives with it's colourful chorus
Then surprise to us all
The leaves start to fall
And we're up to our ying yangs with a clean up abhorrent
© Jack Ellison 2015
New eyes slowly open,
White light softly greets them.
New life will be copin',
Am I uhh...Her...or uhh...Him?
Mother's milk...suckled sweet.
Tasty! But a little crude!
An arching stream floods their feet,
Guess I came out...uhh...Dude!
Our love is two sided.
One side dark and cold.
Broken and rough.
Sad and tearful.
Full of negative energy.
The other, exciting and intense.
Naturally flowing and brilliant.
Deep and harmonious.
Magical and full of love.
When you put the sides together you get something balanced and beautiful.
You get us.
Form:
I wear a smile
I wear a frown
I’m feeling up
I’m feeling down.
I think of joys
I think of sorrows
I have my past
wait for tomorrows.
Words I’ve said
things I’ve done
things I’ve lost
things I’ve won.
Had my solace
had my pain
life is yin
life is yang.
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Without struggle there would be no progress
Without failure there would be no success
Without hurt there would be no love
Without below there would be no above
Without pain there would be no pleasure
Without work there would be no leisure
Without shadows there would be no light
Without death there would be no life
I am so lucky to be able to say your love loves me
Because when it is cold you’re the reason I am warm
And when I am in hell on earth you are my heaven
Sometimes we fight but we always make up better than the rest
Nothing is perfect but when we are together we are as close as anyone could get
p.s. black and white are just titles when souls can see…
The leader of this country is a ying-yang.
He rules from the city of Pyongyang.
After sixty years of uneventful peace,
this xenophobic jerk wants it to cease.
He is willing to wage war with the south.
Some unintelligible words come from his mouth.
He is too young to know what the first war was like.
His countrymen should tell him to take a hike.
From a news story found on AOL.com
I sit in an endless field with him beside me .Him in all black beaten and bruised ,I in my white
dress molested and used. We were raised differently and never met before ,but when together
we bring destruction to the world.I am a pure bred , tamed and gay. He a mutt, simply a stray.
Yet here we lay in each others arms, loving ,understanding one another's harm.My name is Ying
and his is Yang.And together we are not meant to be!
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