Love and Hate

Love's gentle touch, a fire that warms the heart,

Yet Hate's cold grasp, a poison in the soul,

Two passions strong, tearing worlds apart,

One makes us whole, one seeks to take its toll.

In Love, we find a balm for wounds so deep,

A bond that's forged through moments sweet and true,

But Hate, a storm that makes compassion sleep,

Its flames consume, leaving ashes in its view.

So let us choose with wisdom in our minds,

To cultivate the love that heals and grows,

And shun the hate that blinds, its poison binds,

For in these choices, humanity's path shows.

Love's beacon guides, Hate's darkness we'll evade,

Two opposites, and yet the choices made.

Storyteller ADRIJEET