In the vase of love, only colourful flowers come and display beauty
Inviting everyone by their fragrance sweet as love everywhere sure;
But in the basket of hatred, only junks, rubbishes and garbage ever
Brim-fully occupy repelling all out by unbearable stenches sans regret!
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In the basket of hatred, only junk and garbage remain. A beautiful comparison and analogy.
Thanks a lot dear friend underlining the drawbacks in modern world!
Dear Ramesh Sir, this is such a beautiful poem. In the vase of love, only colourful flowers prevail.
It is only love that shall win. Great.....Many Stars for this poem dear Sir.
Thank you for your high praise reading my above poem, dear friend!