There is a fine line between...
Love and Hate
Good and Evil
Light and Darkness
Hope and Despair
Life and Death
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And in all these things,
Most of us are in the middle,
The grey area~
Waiting,
For our moment of clarity.
***
For who it is, we are to become.
It’s in this frozen time,
We remember the past,
This mistakes we made, the paths we did not take
And our fear of repetition makes us weary to look at the future.
***
So we will remain here.
Unchanged,
Unmoved,
and uncertain
Taryn, kind of in limbo? A very profound and thoughtful write... I can definitely relate. Well done! ! Brian
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Altering the natural balance of the thin line, takes us to either left or right of the line i.e life or death, light or darkness, love or hate, angel or demon... A well articulated piece of poetry insightfully penned with conviction. A lovely poem indeed. Thanks for sharing. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON.