Passion Hate Poems

Love and Hate
Love and hate, two powerful emotions that ebb and flow in the most unexpected ways. What starts as a flame of passion soon...

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The faces of Dream
The honest guy never could hide
His inherent chains
Pure before proof
Trouble your money 
The laborer and the end-crowd who transfer the 5a.m train
They...

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Stranded on an island with you
Our love is gonna see us through
There's all the fashion and flame
When all this passion's the game
Stranded on this island...

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The hate is so thick,
Like killing snake, brutal,
Demonize, frontal....

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I hate you a lot.

With a burning passion in my heart. 

The way you creep around its weird.

The way you just look, it makes me...

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I can’t help but to wonder, dear poet,
since you write so much about love and death.
Is there a heaven or hell, dear poet,
after we have...

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The world is becoming complex 
Entirely different from the last century one 
Racism, hegemony, corruption, brainwashing and vandalism 
Become common 
Nothing can be done to...

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One more time

One more time 
Call my name loudly dear
With love and passion...

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She thought the door of felicity got opened...
With all the hopes and brilliance of a new marriage!!!
The butterfly of passion roamed all over...
And the instinct...

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I must detest one,
just the one, yes,
battle within myself
so that I can love the rest.

I use words and phrases
that hold my sense of conflict
so that...

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YOUR HEART without passion
your cellar without a door
your kindest eyes 
ruthless color
stabbing my heart
without leaving traces
towards Heaven with haunting voices
is my personal hell.

:: 07.07.2022 ::...

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When a nation cries, death rides the reaper is a stride, the loss of reasons in a Ludacris season, where men of nations think they...

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Darkest heart a ruddy black 
Dried blood and static
Blackest of black eyes roll in empty space
The darkest night in deepest oblivion 
Of volcanic hell frozen...

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God, if you’re out there,

Why is it that I spend my nights,
Drenched in sweat under candlelight,
Layered under tattered fleece,
Searching for a single deprive,
Of the horrors...

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We dream of rain... 
And the mystery of the gun
We bold hold and driven apart 
Kill the king when lovers depart
We dream of rain and...

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