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This is sort of experimental. I'll be posting more
crazy creations in this style in the coming days/weeks.

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Reality and Unreality

By Peter S. Quinn

Reality and unreality
It made me laugh
To be or not to be
Are the times epigraph

Everything you might see
Could be a sketch rough
Comprehending its duality
Is the world a bluff?

Endurance in durability
Wishes of arty autograph
On to each its infinity
Draw and photo half to half

© 2010 - Ben Heine

A song of me and you

A moving poem sent
to me by Sana Iftikhar
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A song of me and you
With riddles that are no secrets to us
But make other weary
A song of me and you
With love and hope and joy for life
Senses elate with joy of making love
Hope of making it last a life time
A song of me and you
With celestial sounds that’s sweeter than honey
Introspection or just mere impulsiveness
The need grows as our song comes to life
A song of me and you
Like a tale of an ancient warrior
A Greek god maybe
With riddles that are no secret to us
But makes other weary
A song of me and you
With lyrics lingering on our skin
Tracing their way to each others soul
Embedded like stars in a deep blue sky
A song of me and you
Like a poem that tells a story
Of love lost and found
Of faith embraced and revered
Of hearts mingling with ecstasy
Of souls coming to rest
Let that be ... a song of me and you.
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The Key to Your Freedom
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Lock and Key

By Kristen McVay

My heart under lock and key
Until you came along and stole
Both lock and key
You unlocked my heart and let it be free
But now you've also let it be hurt
You promised you wouldn't
And I trusted you
So I'm stealing back the lock and key
My heart under lock and key.

(The poem appeared on poetry.com)

PS : This is a photo of a sculpture by the American artist Tom Otterness. I took it in The Hague, Netherlands

Yin and Yang
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Yin and Yang
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By Mohan Sawhney

in every dusk a new dawning
in every cloud a new lining
in every storm a new calming
in every winter a new warming

in every hurt a new caring
in every frown a new smiling
in every silence a new calling
in every crime a new forgiving

in every sleep a new awakening
in every shunning a new welcoming
in every condemning a new redeeming
in every betrayal a new believing

in every coincidence a new meaning
in every being a new becoming
in every hiding a new revealing
in every end a new beginning

(The poem appeared on
Mohansawhney.com)

Info: In Chinese philosophy, the concept of yin yang is used to describe how seemingly opposing forces are interconnected and interdependent in the natural world, giving rise to each other in turn. The concept lies at the heart of many branches of classical Chinese science and philosophy, as well as being a primary guideline of traditional Chinese medicine, and a central principle of several forms of martial arts and exercise, such as taijiquan, gung fu and qigong. Many natural dualities - e.g. dark and light, female and male, low and high - are cast in Chinese thought as yin yang.

The relationship between yin and yang is often described in terms of sunlight playing over a mountain and in the valley. Yin (literally the 'shady place' or 'north slope' ) is the dark area occluded by the mountain's bulk, while yang (literally the 'sunny place' or 'south slope' ) is the brightly lit portion. As the sun moves across the sky, yin and yang gradually trade places with each other, revealing what was obscured and obscuring what was revealed. Yin is usually characterized as slow, soft, insubstantial, diffuse, cold, wet, and tranquil. It is generally associated with the feminine, birth and generation, and with the night. Yang, by contrast, is characterized as hard, fast, solid, dry, focused, hot, and aggressive. It is associated with masculinity and daytime.

Yin and yang are complementary opposites within a greater whole. Everything has both yin and yang aspects, which constantly interact, never existing in absolute stasis. (Source: Wikipedia)
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Forbidden Love
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Torn
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By Melissa Farrell

Should darkness hold and keep this time
apart from all I've held as mine,
what light and smile does future hold
unless I shift and do as told?

And if I choose to hold my way,
refuse to bend nor think nor sway,
will all you've kept as strong and true
descend to die and rot in you?

Answer, love, if you may speak,
and tell me if you think me weak
in choice to cast love to its grave
for care of one whose lips I crave..

What path to take, how far to turn?
Two hearts impaled, and one to burn.
Oh, endless thought of choice and need;
who shall I wound and leave to bleed?

(The poem appeared on voicesnet.org)

PS : The drawing was inspired from a photo by
the talented Ejenia Spasskaja, Minificus
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