The Dance Of Opposites Poem by Chantal Lammerts

‘Being’, on itself, is not able to be when the ‘not being’ is not,
If not for the fear, how can courage ever exist?
In a world without the dark, the light is what they forgot,
For a ‘yes’, without ever a ‘no’, means nothing on its own.
If the existance of the other makes opposites be,
Yet they can not be at the same time,
Does that mean that for you and me,
The Dance of Opposites… is a dance forever?
For if you want something sweet,
I am in the mood for bitter,
And when I plant the seed,
You only sow.
While you love the day,
I prefer the night,
And whatever I say,
You deny.
Opposites personified, if such thing is even remotely possible,
You’re Yang, I’m Yin, and whenever you’re up, I’m down,
I say left, you insist on right, always something else, unthinkable,
Unthinkable and unrealistic, this dance of ours.
But if neither peace nor war and conflict can last forever,
And the moon and the sun both shine,
Is there something we can do, our personal endeavour,
To find the thing we share as well?
Maybe we can’t, maybe it’s not meant to be,
Maybe we are meant to dance forever,
Spinning around eachother, back and forth, you and me,
Left and right, but carefully keeping distance,
Because like fire and water,
We might dissapear when we touch, combined out of existance,
But at least… we’d be together…



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A/N: hope you liked it ;) please tell me what you think about it! lots of love, Chantal