A Preference To Hate

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I would prefer and love to hate Such thoughts come in mind very late It makes me to wonder on so many counts Minds goes in wilderness and simply hounds It is not the matter to be decided for man to man It is dilemma and confusion and seen as common We can definitely put it at rest as best as possible The thoughts can be imposed or made forcible Hate invites hate and inflames the passion The ridiculous thoughts enter and make invasion You tend to loose patience and become hostile Situation may simply go out of hand and turn volatile Love can be won over by giving more and expecting less You may land in trouble and sometimes have to hide the face It is not on reciprocal basis doesn’t turn into face saving People turn differently and extra ordinarily turn in behaving Ultimately everything boomerangs on us for doing so well We create environment and make believe that it is turning into hell We are the trouble shooter for no fault of others individuals It is give and take arrangement and accepted it as mutual It is agreed fact that mighty may win and weak may loose What is right or wrong that one may have to choose? No one may want to give or budge from his own stand Even you can expect reprisals or surprise attack from own friend Well, I decided to hate no other people but only self Why at all I needed that friends or people should help? Is it essential that every time you expect people to rush? It makes us unhappy when they refuse for help and push Why can’t I think that invisible enemy is sitting within? Chances for winning over friends or people are very thin It is formidable task and can’t be performed without fooling You may then be under your toes and hills and feel no cooling It will make you restless and compel you to think fresh So many ideas may enter your mind as quick flash A this stage you may go for quick way out or solution Mind really picks up the signals for quick resolutions So hate your own qualities and falsehood Even you may unpopular in your neighborhood It is time for introspection to share the blame Try to find out own fault and never try to blame You may carry the world as it is known where do you stand? Who is your ardent lover foe or friend? You may stand the taste of time and overcome Troubles may come but you may stand fast and welcome

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