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Breeze-Mist May 2016
There once we're two princess
Fire and Ice
And in one another
They found their vice
And they decided
As goes the lore
To see which side
Would win a two-person war
So they met in the city
Right on the bay
And with a bow, crouch, and lunge
They started the day
They began in the capital
A grand skyscraper
By the end of the fight
There was only a crater
The ground quakes and split
So Fire jumped in
With her use of the magma
She was sure she would win
Then Ice jumped back
And in her dismay
Slipped into the waters
Of the capitol bay
She had an idea
Right then, very quick
She cooled down the bay
Into ice thirteen feet thick
And as the magma-ice storm
Raged on on that beach
The city and earth
Started to breach
By the end of the fight
Neither princess prevailed
No victory was won
No winner was hailed
The city was destroyed
And the bay, too
The fire, ice, and rubble
Left only a gravelly slough
The princesses both died
Of exaustion that night
For they thought the other's end
Proved their might
But when white meets black
It mixes in grey
Much like the fire and ice
And the water that day
For when two equal forces
Opposing collide
No one prevails
There are left no sides
Yin-yang turns to grey
When the world collides
L Seagull May 2016
Like air to suffocation water to a spark and mountain peak to the ocean's depths
Darkness would cease its grip not held by light to its meaning  
Like black and white polarities attract exchanged each other's eyes to bind into inseparable vision
Ancient circle the sign of creation
Unity of two without another only abundance of insufficient, lifeless
Fatally boring
The truth is in between where opposites attract, combust, produce, transcend
Fragile and imperfect HUMANITY
Oh so real, so full of feeling, so alive and vital
Covered with sweat, tears and blood
Smiling to the chirping of a bird
Hopeful until the last exhale
Evil and compassion, two tails spinning around each other
A road going uphill goes down all the same
Oh how terribly disorienting this existence without absolutes
This reality outside boundaries
So yin invites the yang for lifetime's waltz
And cocktail of blue skies' joy and broken sorrow
They drink on Bruderschaft
And scream ALIVE
Brent Kincaid Apr 2016
Automobiles and road rage
Alcohol and steering wheels
Texting and driving
The Military and U.S. Steel
Banks and mercy
Fashion and comfort
Priests and Godliness
Trade alliances and imports.

Republicans and The Constitution
Bigots and non-Caucasians
Christians and homosexuals
Unbalanced equations.
Elitists and human flaws
The rich and the poor.
Anger and loaded guns
You and the Jews next door.

They are naturally equal
But they’re exactly opposite
Sometimes they balance
But often there’s no sense to it.

Attorneys and justice
Lobbyists and compassion.
Science and the church
Trust and politicians.
Monsanto and private farms
Pipelines and ecology
Fracking and water rights
Minorities and majorities.

Hope and desperation
Citizen’s rights and Tea Party
Media and integrity
Politics and morality
Free enterprise and monopolies
Censorship and free press
Freedom of expression
And illegal social duress.

They are naturally equal
But they’re exactly opposite
Sometimes they balance
But often there’s no sense to it.
Avery Glows Apr 2016
If only there are Angels and Demons, Heaven and Hell.
Life and Death; Light and Dark,
Good and Evil ; War and Peace,
Prey and the Predator,
Lion and the Lamb
And Alas!
They exist not
as enemies but
to fall in love
with no one else but
Each Other.
Breeze-Mist Mar 2016
we hate
we love
we wage war
we make peace
we commit ******
we save lives
we ignore issues
we find answers to our problems
we commit genocide
we save nations
we feel
we go numb
we enslave others
we free each other
we lie blatantly
we reveal the truth
we sneak around
we march right in
we run in fear
we stand up and fight
we are thoughtless
we're analytical
we are intelligent
we're emotional
we can all hurt
and we can all heal.
we are humanity.
Echoes Of A Mind Apr 2016
There's two brothers
So similar
But also very different
Let me tell you
A bit about them...

One's like the day
With blonde hair
And blue eyes
He brightens up the room
Whenever he smiles...

The other is like the night
His hair is colored blue
Just like his eyes
And then have a mysterious aura
That reminds me of the moonlight...

The child of day
Makes friends
Wherever he is
While the child of night
Hides in the shadows
Observing his fellow people...

The child of day
Is always kind
And would never deny
To help a person in need...

The child of night
Is also kind
But refuses to help
If he doesn't think
That he can do it...

The child of day
Always follows the rules
Since he wants to keep everything
Just as it is...

But the child of night
Is disobedient
He breaks the rules
Whenever he can..

The child of night
Doesn't want everything to stay
As it is
He wishes for a change
And he'll fight for it..

The child of day can't understand
His lunatic brother's wish
So he fight against him
With everything he can...

The child of night
Now feels betrayed
'Cause he thought that his brother
Would understand
That he was lonely observing people
Since he didn't have the courage
To speak to them in their sleep...

The child of day
Grows a heart of stone
He think that his brother
Wants to destroy the world
And nothing
Can prove him wrong...

But the child of night
Refuse to back down
He answers sunbeams
With shooting stars
He attacks with nightmares
But the child of day
Let's the sunlight
Chase all the nightmares away...

So it continues
And even today
You can still feel
When one of the brothers
Is attacking...

'Cause when the child of night
Fires an attack
Then the child of day
Have to move back
But after 12 hours
He'll come back
Now it's his turn
To throw an attack...
I just wanted to try something new... So I made some kind of fairy-tale XD
Written: 26. March Published: 28. April
Raquel Mouro Mar 2016
Words are beautiful demons
Real magic
Sometimes black, every time light
Dark light
Bright light
Light it is
Daemons are as luminous as angels
Sharp knifes
An opera
Sometimes a smile.
Maia Boncan Feb 2016
like how the Sun hides from the Moon
so that he doesn’t burn her radiance
always leaving too soon --
the ever-tantalizing romance

like how the Sky kisses the Sea
only through heavy rain
separated by Time, never free
forever driving them insane

like how Life and Death
chase each other for eternities
away you take my breath
despite incompatible personalities
for literature class
K Balachandran Feb 2016
intruding light
has corrupted
black night's
real character.
What's good, what's bad
is altering something from
the original nature, justified
even if in the name of development?
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