The fine line between love and hate;
two strangers masking their love with hate.
The continuous bickering,
the constant leg pulling,
always landing each other in trouble,
filled with tension;
the tension so thick,it can be
cut with a knife.
Not being able to stay but not having a reason to talk
but still finding trivial of excuses to be around each other.
The merciless teasing and taunting,
all show hidden love.
The passion arises,
the feelings and the mind clouded.
The thoughts very much diluted.
Amazing how thin the line is between love and hate.
lemme just share a few lines i got after reading this amazing work
ReplyDeleteLet’s be strangers once again
When u don know me And I am unknown to u … r…
And learn to love once again….
Let’s once again hesitatingly say HI,
And to the bitter unfamiliarity say good bye…
n keep penning your poems..
Again, nicely written. Boy are u on a roll right now!! :D
ReplyDeleteKeep writing...
Wat if when dere is NO hate..n still da oder one strives to create it anyhow ????
ReplyDeleteda line poet toks abt is imaginary..poet's self-created..in reality line does not exist..it is a boundaryless mixture of two.
Dese are very much an integral part of a total system(feelings dat is)..very much like wut crest n trough are fr a sinusoidal wave..
Evn life is no diff from dat graph of sinusoidal wave..u get critical pts dere too..
da testing points dat is..
gr8 wrk ishani ........... i nevr knew u dat talented so ek aur bet jeet gyi tu...........u prvn me rong evrytime babes.........
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