Ying Poems - Poems about Ying

Silent as the dusk, Moonlight whispers to the trees, Balance in the dark....

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Life is a mixture of contrasts and opposite polarities North-south east and west Sadness and pleasure Winter and summer Empty pockets others full of treasure Female and males Dark and light Kittens with whiskers and puppies with wagging tails Hot and cold War or peace Living or dead Young and old They claim that variety is the spice of life A sweet love song Or a lament A...

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I live in a small condo with a unit upstairs, and there resides one very temperamental bear.. He has a darling wife, so bubbly and fair, but he can be so dark and moody, spreads his gloom every where.. At times he hears my footsteps, although I live below, so I take off my shoes and walk on tip toe.. I slept in my guest room...

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There was a boy who had a toy But had no place to play He met a girl who loved to twirl And play with boys all day Toes in the sand he took her hand And placed it on his toy The little girl would twist and twirl And the boy swelled with joy Most every day he loved to play With the...

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We've got snow up to our ying yangs Where is one's ying yang you might ask It's just above our hoohaws and below our zinkledorfs Also our winklepuss sometimes becomes rigid And doesn't soften up again until late spring What are you thinking, you naughty people How far down is that mind of yours going? You should all be totally ashamed of...

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Is life an ever fight of yang and ying ? a path of desire and aversion of love, lust, passion and of repulsion and do we have to choose with everything ? I wish that want and craving could just cling. When faced with disgust I seek conversion, hate sends me on a silent excursion. Can the way be_ let...

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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...

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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. (click on the pic to buy my poetry book!)...

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Spending most of my days on the dark side of the moon. Trying to remember where I've been. Lost, hopeless, alone is where I had been hiding. Not knowing on the other side was this colorful world hanging in the darkness. I look on in amazement, how did I not witness this before? Why did I force myself to this...

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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....

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When I was beaten down at a new low she lifted me up from the depths below. When I fell quite ill she was always there with a helping hand, giving love and care. Tho each different, our moods would collide, but down deep, our love we could never hide. When from time to time we would live apart we always kept...

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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...

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Yang My lighter tang The half of me that I Supposedly maintain Insane How you can act like a color Or how I act I guess is Nothing like my mother. Yang An exclusion from yin And sometimes claiming my other half Is looked at as a sin Where do I begin? Slavery and thick skin Masters and rich men Dan in a lion's den Shouting from all ends A rivalry...

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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...

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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...

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