sallam yassin

(05/06/1968 / Hargeisa, Somaliland)

Love And Hate


Oh Gash this hate
is a breaker
To Life
The greener
is peeled out off life
see in peerers
the eyes
what in basket of life
with act
in art
of Love
what a good
In primary
of life with love
Out of ache
Of poorer
In Trailing of dark
May rises
a meadow of roses
from plain moors
Of dead and ash
in linger to life
with love
buds of life
is born back
in shimmers
and where was pale
is lavish bestowing
with praise of love
pearls of life

2 pair in- to life or death
The hate is making dry
The seven seas of life
And oceans of bliss
As an ignition to hell
Where love in spring of heavens
Rivers of bless to life

Submitted: Wednesday, April 23, 2014

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