paradox. #poetry

always in the dark
my dreams are brightest
but in the light of day
the very same dreams
fade into dust
and into darkness

irony, really
a paradox…
and not the only one

you are the other…
a contradiction
bringer of happiness
but with the power
to drown me in pain
and break my heart


©2017 what sandra thinks

About what sandra thinks

Sandra is a writer, blogger, poet, artist, emotional disaster. She thinks far too much and sleeps far too little. Sandra lives in the Northeastern U.S. but dreams of an oceanfront home in Hawaii where she could learn to surf. She loves books, brutal honesty, coffee, and the color black. She hates insincerity, beer, whipped cream, and facebook. And she is uncomfortable talking about herself in the third person.
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27 Responses to paradox. #poetry

  1. I read this as the expectations from life we have, lettings us down in painful agony.

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  2. I guess a lot of night time writing is required!

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  3. That is quite the irony. Love that initial stanza. 😊

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  4. magarisa says:

    Love this, Sandra. Contradictions are fascinating; bittersweetness is one of the biggest ones.

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  5. You always capture feelings so well! Wonderful job!

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  6. laneburke says:

    What a paradox! Love this. My mind is rumbling over a response piece….

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  7. hollyhejlik says:

    Thank you for sharing this. I read it in a very literal way. The days have been dark and gloomy lately, but out of those dark depths, I’ve come to life. Today it was sunny, and I lost my way even though I thought I was craving sun all along.

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  8. Wow.. loved this! ❤
    The first stanza blew me.. how true

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