Hate and Love

June 26, 2011
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I feel your hate on my back.
And sometimes I feel I might crack
Under this heavy weight.
And I wish your anger would abate.

Your love surrounds me ever more.
I'm drowning in it, I can't see the shore.
How can you give so much love?
And sometimes, of hate, I think you heart is barren of.

Is it hate or is it love?
I see your watchful eyes above.
And are they filled with love or hate?
This yearning to know is an ever present weight.

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Mariam.J said...
Jul. 8, 2011 at 2:29 am

I like the way you've compared 'hate' to a 'heavy weight'.

I like the idea of the poem, but I'm not sure this poem completelybrings out that meaning..

Nice, though ( :

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