Contrast
Entered the arena, eagerly waiting to get his sight. He enters, a standing ovation! His gait brought a smile, his sense of humour brought laughs. His statements funny, playfully jocular. He made facetious remarks be it with regards to current affairs, the past, facts, the show or any answers to the questions. His sermons were unpredictably witty and satirical as well as eloquent. He was rhetoric! He joked, performed various other comic, humorous acts. I laughed out loud, rolled on the floor laughing. The laughter still echoes...
She walked in, spoke loud... her lid blown off. Her words weird, incomprehendible, critisizing. Her remarks hurt, made me quiver. Was around several, still felt the void. She says, expects I would do harm, she brought a frown. The displeasure still resides in some corner of the heart. Dont wanna look back at the sad. The tears still flow...
A striking contrast of the facets of life, it seems the rose and the thorn, and sorrow and gladness are linked together. Wish the former incident always occurs and the latter never shows its face!
“There are dark shadows on the earth, but its lights are stronger in the contrast.” ~ Charles Dickens once said.