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I am a walking oxymoron, Between hope and despair

I am a walking oxymoron, Between hope and despair My life oscillates, Within me is the wrath of Mars, And the overwhelming love of Venus, A calm after a devastating storm, A fine monument rebuilt from its wreckage. This proud and dignified figure you behold, Has endured untold grief, indignation and betrayal, These dazzling eyes have learnt to carry unshed tears. A realist born out of a disenchanted romantic, But who nurtures deep within fragments of her romantic self, A wild and free spirit That was once timid and tamed, I sometimes travel to light And sometimes to darkness, Celebrate my reality And escape to walking day wish fulfilment, Sad and happy, Broken and whole, A fine specimen of a walking oxymoron. But without contradiction There is no progression Hence, I"m a work in progress. Yumita. a work in progress
I am a walking oxymoron, Between hope and despair My life oscillates, Within me is the wrath of Mars, And the overwhelming love of Venus, A calm after a devastating storm, A fine monument rebuilt from its wreckage. This proud and dignified figure you behold, Has endured untold grief, indignation and betrayal, These dazzling eyes have learnt to carry unshed tears. A realist born out of a disenchanted romantic, But who nurtures deep within fragments of her romantic self, A wild and free spirit That was once timid and tamed, I sometimes travel to light And sometimes to darkness, Celebrate my reality And escape to walking day wish fulfilment, Sad and happy, Broken and whole, A fine specimen of a walking oxymoron. But without contradiction There is no progression Hence, I"m a work in progress. Yumita. a work in progress
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