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The Best Poem Of Vazha Pshavela

I Hate You – I Love You

I hate you for your weakness,
your strong arm and tearful face
and your dark, black destiny,
why always shrouded in black?

Spurning friends, not seeing foes,
yielding to your destroyer,
languidly awaiting Fate,
pockets empty, mind still closed.

But I still love you, fixed like
a diamond to my torn dreams;
sleeping and waking you will
always be close to my heart.

My lips burn, my head reels from
this poison that now seems sweet.
Thus it is by Nature's law:
You are Mother, I am Son!


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