I'm flowing amidst two banks,
Tolerance and intolerance,
I feel every tolerance being borne
By the people who are unable to express
Their pains, sorrows and miseries
But intolerance is being borne
Who are well equipped to protect
All grieves of their lives.
Tolerance and intolerance are pulsative
When tolerance becomes intolerant
And intolerance becomes tolerant.
The musical flow of the two
Creates vacuum, , pauses all activities.
But life propagates in all respect
Trying to find buttom of life
@ Ramesh Rai December one,2015.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Let me add: Tolerance from love/ And intolerance from jealousy spring.