We dream of Love,
Yet plant and cultivate
Hate!
What kind of Beings
Are We?
That we can't
Get Anything straight.
Shame on us! ! !
This is our tragedy.We dream of something but we create the opposite...Great poem
The words woven in this poem are like the sharp blade of a knife. Very incisive and powerful write that could stir the mind to ponder about the strong message imbued in this poem.
Apt questioning to self. We need that introspect sometime. Nice thought
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Reminds me of the song WHEN LOVE AND HATE COLLIDE by Def Leppard. Magnificent poem...10++