Sky touched
the ground far away.
I could actually see
her smile vanishing.
She could not reply.
I know she loved me.
She didn't have the right
to say she loves me.
Religion, caste and creed
reasoned her world.
She didn't dare
to say she loves me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
To which world does this belong? Is it so very bad in the place you live? Forget about love. A good write. Liked reading it.
It is just an imagination. Thank you for your kind words.