Hate and Love
I don't hate-I feel heartache.
Maybe I'm no good lover too!!!
The canon raised to the sky and the fire balls thrown into a blue- to create the red - kind of new
A single gulp! How is it enough? To drink humanity along with the pulp.
Maybe that's why I can set no examples since, no damages I can make co-lateral .
No ancient Russia I come from,
to hate him for being a German.
I am no-one so lost nowhere-
may be in the expanse immeasurable
or may be in its loftiness, set parallel.
I have no desire to create slaughter houses
no toast to raise to bite their voices.
Why should I roar and be king of the jungle?
when I can be a flower and kiss every other,
mouth that whispers 'brother! oh brother!"
Copyright © Pushpa Palanchoke | Year Posted 2013
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