Choose Love Poem by Pijush Biswas

Don't proclaim Love a begrimed thing
All is well when its not undergrowth
Love, a divine figure possesses, when both
Love and Hate, have a different wing.
Hate, a humans' choice, goes keen grim
When Love, a humans' choice, be smooth
To the unveiled world of infinite worth;
Love, what says is the great man's whim
Hate, what says is the great man's deny
Love, what it gives fills the life's stream
Hate, what it gives makes life forever lie.
If better you want to make Love
Or, never allow Hate to exist here
Go, where Love's secret is above
And drive it's vehicle, or well steer.



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