Antonyms are strewn like black and white pebbles

On the trail of life, written saga of contrasts

Opposites like the faces of a coin on life’s stage

The dawn and dusk, virtue and vice, day and night

One highlighted, enhanced by negativity of the other

Only the chilly touch of snow flakes reminds

Of warm quilts, blazing bonfires, draughts of hot coffee

The glare of ferocious sunrays make one recall

The shades of the foliage of trees,

Strokes of the fingers of the cool breeze gusts

The stench of stinking air makes fragrance more beautiful

Cacophony of harsh noise contrasts with mellifluous songs

Beauty is enhanced in its grace by ugliness ,abhored

Old age of wrinkles and maladies, increments worth of youth

Healthy life is priced by those familiar to ailments

Smiles are precious to those known to tears

Bliss is treasured by those who endured vagaries of disterss

Love is cherished by one burnt by flames of hatred

Heaven is covettted more for the existence of the myth of hell

Sweet dreams are yearned because of lurking nightmares

Sweetness is savoured more by those known to bitter tastes

In love opposites are bound by the chords of attraction, allure, intrigue

And lastly life is made priceless by the epilogue of death…