Love is always great
Simply because it is never
Hand-in-hand with hate...
They never meet
In one bed
Simply because
Love dislikes hate...
Hate is always alone
With itself looking for
A dear friend, but
All in vain...
Neither love nor hate can have
A good riendship
Simply because they are opposites...
Love is dear
To those who love in truth while
Hate is always mean
To those who love in truth...
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A refined poetic imagination, Mohammad Skati. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.
I appreciate your comment, dear poet. I am pleasure to read your poem. Thanks.