Originally posted by: IssPKaur
I'm loving this constant extension of our thesis on love and hate!😊
Amazing quotes all, Chalhov👏 👏 I absolutely love the one in green... "furious love" that has "hate fear confusion" in it's grain. That's really something! The more you bash this love thing, the stronger it gets...like steel...like gold. And "preying on each other", love and hate...that sounds so much hotter than nice sweet sugary love!
Ok...here's a bit from me again...
A dash of hate and a hash of torment
passions fierce and furious
preying on that creature called love
trampling on it so it disquiets the quietus
fetching life a new meaning
When did we move from hate to love
or was it from love-hate to hate-love
fears and confusions abound,
around my heart in circles
yet am nowhere near done with you
I'm awake to your heartbeat
and awake to your shudder
so hate me hard, wild, unabashed
and let it bleed through my veins
For i want to hate you too
Heart, body, shudder
for so much hate, you deserve but only one thing
👏 👏 👏 👏 👏
kya baat hai... lovely ode to hate. ipk needs one, we speak of love, but where would it be without that hate? if on that terrace love had died, there'd be no nafrat in his being, maybe some anger and a death of the feeling nurtured in a heartbeat.
instead love chameleon like did change its colour, its tone, so that it may exist even in this new landscape of emotions, not be detected and crushed by some mightier call... love rode him now in the guise of hate. and in an instant, just like love, it transmitted to her and became her feeling too.
When did we move from hate to love
or was it from love-hate to hate-love
fears and confusions abound,
around my heart in circles
yet am nowhere near done with you
in whatever way, through love through hate thraough any means and recourse, he was nowhere done with her...👏 the most telltale sign wasn't that of a feeling certainly not felt as hate?
hamari ipk thesis abhi khatam nahin hui.
note the similarity between love and energy. one form of energy can change to another used differently.
love changes from happy feelings to sad ones to anger to seriousness to pathos to sexual desire to hate to who knows what. and has use perhaps in all its forms but in its core it is always love.
and it always does perhaps this you speak of: fetching life a new meaning.
Kyunki Saas Bhi Kabhi Bahu Thi 2
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