Throw Me Out

A Akhtar Jawad
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Throw me out of a heart, Though it loves me a lot, But it hates someone, As his language is different, His religion is different, His nation is different, His race is different, His color is different. Get me in, in a heart, Who speaks only love, Who believes in love, Who lives in love, He is son of love, He is a rainbow. And do you know, Rainbows are spectrum, Of light that is white, A colorful write, Of a poet named love. How amazing is his language, Even beasts understand, The sun writes it, The moon writes it, The stars write it, The clouds write it. A burst out of streams, Joy tears of mountains, When a river carries, To a deep blue ocean, The waves of rivers, When start crawling, At the hidden body, Of the sexy oceans, Oceans are excited, And run on the lands. That is thirst of love, Heat is increased, Clouds are raised, Cause rain on the earth, The earth then carries, Many babies of the sea, When babies are born, Everything is green. The flowers sprung, And the grains are produced, Fruits we see, Allowed and forbidden, But love is love, And love is blind. Get me in if you can, In a heart that is blind, Yes, blind in love, I shall live and die, In lullabies of love, I shall sleep for ever, But before all that, Throw me out of a heart, Infected of hate!

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