The proof of hatred if you need,

Is despising that person's every deed.

To get on my nerves is his past time,

Whatever he does, I think it's a crime.

Day and night he irritates me,

And when he picks a childish fight, it's a sight to see!

I always think of a vicious plot,

For my aim too is to frustrate him a lot.

In my battle against him,

He always sauntered in my mind it seems.

God only knows what it has in store for my fate,

As my only love sprung from my only hate.

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Author's Note - The poem is inspired from William Shakespeare's -Romeo and Juliet quote from Act 1 Scene 5

"My only love sprung from my only hate!

Too early seen unknown, and known too late!

Prodigious birth of love it is to me

That I must love a loathèd enemy."