Antithesis

The beauty of contrast

As dark shadows surround the sacred ground

Protected by hope who now seems aloof

Doves to Crows

Failure to succeeded goals

Black beauty despair

 

Searching for hope everywhere

Longing their opposition

Which gives her life’s mission

Craving her addiction of contrast

Without a cycle there is just math

Time keeps walking on Moment’s path

 

Dark without light

Love without Pain

Noiseless days would drive you insane

Would of never met happiness if sadness would not of came

Reviews

[Patricia B. Hepler]

'Dark without light
Love without Pain
Noiseless days would drive you insane
Would of never met happiness if sadness would not of came'

Yes.