In the Deset of Hate

Here no flower blooms
No sun rises
No bird sings
No rain falls…..

Here river does not flow
Spring does not appear
Moon does not shine
Butterfly can not fly…..

There is no green field
There is no twinkling star
There is no smiling face
There is no fearless mind….

Nobody can live
in the desert of hate
There is no love 
There is no respect…….
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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