We swing between, love and hate
Yet no one knows, his own fate
Amongst regrets, that we live
Memories fantasies, what life give
We try to find, mistakes of many
And we think, we don’t have any
Same people, we love and hate
Our views change, date by date
Choking tears, remain in heart
When we keep, friends apart
When time passes, we regret
Nothing can do, destiny set
Warmth of hand, then we miss
On forehead, that tender kiss
Long for love, no one there
Now go back, you left where
Why we swing, between love n’ hate
When we don’t know, our own fate.
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Wonderful poem. There is a thin line between love and hate - they are both such strong emotions. If only we all could stay on the side of the line where love is, how much better our world would be.