Bipolar Idioms of Life ! (in Terza Rima form)


Inside the contention of my minds axiom. 
Life is an ongoing dance of blank composition. 
Where the bones sings the forms of calcium . 

Dancing is not a spot arriving on some positions. 
Its letting go of mind schooled for lengthy years. 
As creative graded world with fierce oppositions. 

I am the dead child who after a while reappears 
From a long thread of categorized miracles 
Of dead lovers who died for civilized interferes, 

Religions working with fragmented wickedness; 
My being evokes life's fundamental halcyon 
Where the essence of existence is its vividness

Whereby life doesn't have any bipolar idioms. 
Its all the wholeness rejuvenating in disequilibrium. 

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