The Opposites Of Life

You never see wonder until you put remorse on everything.

Like an ice cream, there won’t always be a filling.

Like a tear but never to be shed out of fear.

The strongest we are born, the least torn we grow.

Sadness won’t clear the room, if there is sorrow.

We accept things as if forbidden.

We don’t cling on something if it’s given.

All we seek answer is question that can’t be sought.

The vulnerable we are, the more constant the outcry.

The more we ignore, the more everything tends to flow.

 

Life is an opposite battle, we lose more than we gain.

We expect things to happen but no longer wait.

The patience we have is never the strength we show.

The moment we say no, the more it goes ploy.

We stop but never pause to a never ending quote.

 

Silence maybe broken but secrets are still kept.

Peaches in rainbows, but nobody knows.

Love grows but nobody is there to hold.

Revenge is never a path, but the road to it is a short cut.

The oppress are the ones who confess to something they never get.

 

Life is the darkness you see inside the closet.

Love is the blood you taste in your death.

Trust is the water you will have to drink and regret.

Power is the weakness you thought was different.

And Dreams are the rainbows showing in the sky but never touched and felt.

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