Nuptials Ongoing

NUPTIALS ONGOING

She’s always found right
Whereas he’s always found wrong
He’s her perfect match

He’s probably right
Whereas she’s probably wrong
But he keeps the peace

Chiselling at it
Venturing past right and wrong
They’ve found perfect peace

About Ben Naga

The Spirit that graces me with its passing has no name and stems not from thoughts and words, though it gathers them up as it flows, but from feeling.

Posted on January 5, 2018, in Poetry, Triple Sinryu and tagged , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 19 Comments.

  1. More than meets the eye, as all your poems are. But I kinda like this, for even when you talk about harmony, you leave no scope for balance in between the lines. Delightfully ironic!

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  2. Ben, I can really relate to this. I think it was Wayne Dyer who said that it’s better to be kind than right (though not always true in some situations). As your last lines suggest, we must eventually venture past right and wrong. It’s not really about that, after all. πŸ™‚

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  3. Great poem, Ben, and compromise came to mind after reading…and, of course, the wisdom of realizing that peace is much safer than being right. πŸ™‚

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  4. sounds about right!
    and of course, we’re all
    partially right πŸ™‚

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  5. True romance is a truce that’s stuck to. Well-crafted point.

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  6. The space between. Excellent!

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