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BEWARE OF

FROM MY ROOF GARDEN, PICTURE TAKEN BY ME THIS MORNING. (c)

 

Beware Of

Beware of a heart that writes words of love but dips its pen in the ink of hate!







(c) Demetrios Trifiatis
          26 July 2016
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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Shanmugam Avatar
July 26, 2016 at 1:09 PM
Well said:) a big fan for your pics and poem
Trifiatis Avatar
July 27, 2016 at 12:14 AM
How gracious it is from you dear, Madhupriya to make such a declaration. You are so kind. Thank you!
Andresen Avatar
July 26, 2016 at 12:46 PM
- Falsehood and liars are inventive and resourceful - They do not know what love is - Great written my friend - hugs // Anne-Lise :)
Trifiatis Avatar
July 27, 2016 at 12:15 AM
Absolutely correct dear, Anne-Lise. Thank you so much for your precious visit and comment!
Allison Avatar
July 26, 2016 at 9:25 AM
We are all poets Demetrios and write of many things ... there are others who write of humility and yet are full of lies:-( hugs jan xx
Trifiatis Avatar
July 26, 2016 at 10:39 AM
Oh my dearest, Jan, I hope you have noticed that I write not of poets or even of a person but of a heart that may belong to anyone one even if he were not a poet! The category you referred to is as condemnable as the heart I describe! Think of the terrorists who talk of God and Love but have in their heart hate and kill. Thank you for visiting!
Deb Avatar
July 26, 2016 at 6:19 AM
Very true line! good lesson of words...great write.
Trifiatis Avatar
July 26, 2016 at 7:36 AM
Thank you my new friend, Nilima, for your lovely visit and comment! Welcome!
Gupta Avatar
July 26, 2016 at 5:45 AM
But how is that possible? Can ink oblige the pen? Multiple personality? Anyway, I had to hold my eyes on your line for a minute and contemplate ...
Trifiatis Avatar
July 26, 2016 at 5:56 AM
Is the other way around my friend, Probir! It is not the ink responsible but the one who dips the pen into the ink of hate at the moment he writes on love! This might help! Thank you so much my friend!
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