Treasure Island

Rohit Sapra

(7 August 1984 / Gwalior)

A Big Hi To Love


As a person I simply believe in caring
Although, in my life many mistakes I have made
However, even then my spirit feels that my heart is good.
My life has never been a joy ride, still my feelings only
believe in loving as senses of mine are totally aware of the outcomes of hate
Hate is the word, which is the first effort to kill love
Do not hate and please learn to accept the differences
Keep on caring, even though thinking about ones own self is important too
It does not mean that you are mean as long you care for the people truly dear to you
Say a ” BIG HI ” to love and a Bye to hate
Hatred destroys, whereas love creates and welcomes life into this beautiful world.

Submitted: Friday, November 15, 2013
Edited: Friday, November 15, 2013

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