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Unpoetic Poetry!

Life's Paradoxes

In life's depths, the paradoxes lie,

Where the contradictions dance beneath the sky,

Sometimes we laugh after a long cry,

Is life a mystery to be solved or just a DIY.


A battleground or a ride of joy!

Oh, Man! This life makes me feel so high.

The brightest star is born from the darkest night,

And from broken fragments, strength takes flight.


Maybe this is the nature of the world,

In the midst of contradictions, life unfurls.

We are grounds for the wisdom to take shape,

To feel the contradictions and paint our landscape.


Language that created so many labels, 

Dream that we live and call it a fable.

Embracing the paradoxes, we'll surely find,

Enjoy while you are still on the ride.

Battlefield

 A glorious fight between me and life,

Fight ended with blood and loss in plain sight.


Unanswered questions, they plagued the mind, 

Unquestioned answers, truths hard to find. 

That was a day both dark and bright.


To make meaning, this was fought,

Lost moments and misery were bought. 


Oh! when it ended,

the sand settled and view was splendid.


With tears rolling in my eyes so clear, 

Clouds parting, life's path now drawing near. 


In place of life, the mirror appeared,

When I looked inside, the blood disappeared.

Inner peace is the final stage of philosophy


Maxime Lagacé

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