When we are in a bad mood,
we hate everything,
which we used to do,
no matter how they are important to us,
cause we are not seeing anything,
in front of our anger that time,
we are in a different zone,
When we're upset from someone,
from whom we don't wanna be,
love or hate,
were two phases of a coin,
its only the matter of time,
how we see,
love makes everything so easy,
And hateness complicate the story,
this is the way,
how love and hate,
walks together in our,
life all the time,
its on us,
what we choose for the lifetime.
Indeed love and hate are two sides of the same coin. Seemingly the gap between the two is infinitely wide but in reality only a thin line separates the love and hate. I like the articulation, penning, and insight of the poem. A lovely piece of poetry. Thanks for sharing. Please read my poem THE PHOENIX STRANGLER.
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A refined poetic imagination, Tulip. You may like to read my poem, Love And Lust. Thank you.