Our love is too much for this world,
It's forbidden, or so I've heard.
Take me away from this place,
You're the source of my solace.
Heaven, Hell, else where,
With you near, anywhere.
What's this caste, to part us?
What's religion, to ruin us?
Why does the world bind me with chains?
When's the day where love solely reigns?
But if our love is so strong,
What big could go wrong?
They'll probably give us to the hands of Death,
Still I'll choose you in next chance of birth.
Sharon Mathew
I know the last two lines aren't perfect rhymes, they're not intended to be so.
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PoetryHighest rank #25 in Poetry #1 in Poetess #1 in Revolting #3 in Motivational What is poetry? "The Crown of literature is poetry" - W Somerset Maugham It's letting out your spirit.. Giving them the wings of words and let...
