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Confusion, Dramatic, Imagination, Moment, Poetry, Split second
One moment there is order; the next, chaos
One moment I’m euphoric; the next, morose
One moment it’s a Yes; the very next, a Heck No!!
One moment I am on a high; the next, lowest of the low
One moment it’s spotless; the next, stained
One moment the jar’s overflowing; the next, drained
One moment it’s divine; the next, vile
One moment an abundance of hope; the next, all’s futile
One moment I have it; the next, it’s gone
One moment I’m amidst everyone; the next, all alone
One moment there’s dazzle; the next, the dark too still
One moment I’m in spring; the next, frozen by the chill
Is this really happening, or is it just another figment of my dramatic imagination?!
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You capture the nature of paradox quite well…life seems sometimes to be a definite maybe.
Thanks …
Its a definite maybe, and at the same instant too… which is what makes it weird at times
oh. and i thought this only happened to me! 😉
before u wrote this, i thought it happened only with me ! 🙂 Interestingly, we are never alone, and yet ironically, we always are !
so true..as we grow,we realize that the only constant is change!..
(Ah,thank god I’m not the only one who feels this way.yay!)
hehehehe… we never are i suppose…