His memories are contronyms of my dusty life.

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You are my strength that's synonym
You are my weakness that's antonym
You are my both so that's a contronym !

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Contronym Poem

All of a sudden, she somehow left me,
Nada nothing right was then left in me;

Ah, she cleaved my heart into pieces,
Every piece cleaved to her for peace;

I somehow dusted my tears in an instant,
But my love dusted the wounds- persistent

She overlooked the sullen face,
Times overlooked the slow disgrace;

Not a prayer, she just did ever sanction,
My pleases she'd always scary sanction;

My hopes did not disintegrate and weather,
Tethered to faith, all despairs to weather;

Her smile my hopes to still back up,
I decided not to thus back up;

It was perhaps an original sin, a frame,
For original mayhem, I'd her then blame.

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