Hate Once Told Love Poem by Aniruddha Pathak

Hate once told love: No poles apart,
As close are we as is our heart;
Love doubted, oh that close?
Yea, as are thorn and rose;
To be close and far off still is fine art.

Love said, keep some distance,
And take love to distance!
The twain's no fervent foes,
Buddies, bone-to-skin close,
Sans thorn rose is no rose,
Nor love, if hate's no close.
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Reflections | 01.07.2017 |