In my house two strangers
Reside, hide and collide
Two dreams shut in a mind
Proceed, hostile- too wide-
For common end... our suns
Set on opposite side.
Heuristic Hatred, Love
Paralysed- in our pride-
But who's right and who's wrong
Now tell me, who'll decide.
Slaves of necessity
We, to strangers provide.
We're two, big circles who
Overlap- never hide-
In my house two strangers
Reside, hide and collide.
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A good start with a nice poem, Shubham Raj. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.