Love and Hate are siblings
Rarely allies, often foes
While Love tends to be stronger
They're both great at spreading woes
Light and Dark are friends
Though they tend to clash a lot
Shadow binds the trio
Giving the occasional swat
Time has no enemies
But then also has no friends
Some stick by for longer
But still each relation ends
No one goes near War
Until they have a common goal
This is the only case
Where War is given full control
Life and Death were lovers
For a time however brief
'Til Death showed Life Perspective
And Life tried to show Death Grief
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Poems to Leave Streaks of Ink
कविताAnd I'd rage at the monsters, But that's the task of fools, Who cannot bring themselves to know, Monsters are humans' tools... I write poems like this, just usually longer...feel free to give some of them a read:)
