Two Soulmates

Fortune and misfortune,
Both are best friends.
Fortune was always praised,
Misfortune was always accused.
But misfortune was loved more,
Whereas hatred came to fortune.
He rarely meet people,
Rarely speak his spells for the world.
Misfortune is spread all over the world,
Kissing millions of people at the same time,
Fortune’s memories are great,
But very few came out.
But misfortune is again and again recalled,
To keep it by their side.
To not let it go,
To make it thy true lover.
Love is hated and,
Hatred is loved.

(c) The Squire: Page-A-Day Poetry Anthology 2015

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