The concept of love is one that even scholars have tried figuring out. Clearly, what is loved by one can be hated by another. Each poem tells a different

meaning of love. It is present in humans, plants and the inanimate. It is present in the pure and grotesque; the bonds and discord. Sometimes to love one thing,

one must hate another — both cannot

exist without the other. Sometimes, the things we claim to love become our undoing.