Is love hate?
Is hate love?
Is love a Sin?
Is hate a Sin?
Or is it the thing that separates us from Heaven and Hell?
Do you go home and cry because you hate someone or do you go home and pray bad things upon them?
Do you go home at night and build confidence to love someone the next day or do you pray to be loved by someone?
Do you love to see someone suffer?
Or do you hate to see someone suffer?
Are you afraid to be loved or are you afraid of being hated?
Is love and hate what needed to survive in the world or is that what people think it is?
Is love what needed to be noticed in life or is its whats programmed in our life from our parents?
In the end the question still stand what is love and hate?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem