Opposites (A Shakespearan Sonnet)
Within this world so complex and so composite -
With various variances and selfishness -
We often find that allied are the opposites:
Bound they are by more than brotherliness.
No ‘victory’ can there be without ‘defeat’:
For one to win, should not the other lose?
The ‘cold’ ‘hot’ becomes meeting heat:
Into each other Opposites can also fuse!
‘Life’ is stalked by ‘death’ throughout its tread:
Partners they, and yet can never meet!
Wherever ‘death’ is born, there ‘life’ is dead:
Thus Opposites are denied the meeting feat.
They co-exist and fusion too, attain:
Yet mutual strangers Opposites do remain!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem