She brought joy in my life,
Like the sun in the world,
All sorrows got the way out,
And she rained love upon me,
The happiest soul I considered myself,
As her love let me see nothing else.
I begane building a palace for us,
It was charming like our love,
Because of her strong faith in me,
She became glad and promised,
To live together as I proposed,
Her favour and love all life long.
She spoke in mournful voice one day,
Tears were washing her pretty cheeks,
She couldn't be my life partner in this life,
Because her parents fixed her wedding,
To her cousin whom she never liked,
But she had to do for their hour's sake.
I consoled and talked to her parents,
But the mates of obstacle was the caste,
I tried to break this mighty wall but failed,
All our dreams ended in smoke,
The palace of love collapsed in the storm,
But I still ask her in my prayer.
Muslims hav no caste barriers. Islam doesnt like caste discrimination. Anyway yor poem was poignant but written in a sensational fabulous style. Pls review my latest poem, 'selectin relaxation
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Well done for what you wrote... It's really sad that most of our dreams nowadays end in smoke. Being strong to face whatever you're going to meet in life is the only way to live happily, so be strong. Regards