It’s better to hate than to love
For love matures and is called evil
Even though it comes to us from above
More benign is a raging lion than a veiled dove
An enemy, lovelier than a lover deceitful
It’s better to hate than to love
The prime motive of love is to shove
The very people whose trust it’s won
Even though it comes to us from above
To our hearts hatred is a clove
And its aroma brings much pleasure
It’s better to hate than to love
Love boils delusions; like a stove
It boils delusions and burns emotions
Even though it comes to us from above
After all is said and done
You die alone; you die as one
It’s better to hate than to love
Even though it comes to us from above
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem