In The Court (In English) Poem by R. A. Chaudhary

Letter posted for loved ones,
Caught and read by her sister.
Annoyed, came to my rooms,
She caught at my hair.

Instead of coming alone, she came with police men,
Hoping good verdict, she took me to court then,

(Assume the scene of court)

Advocate came to me, and asked the questions.

The letter posted by you is a love letter,
A married man like you, did you do it better?

Answering to his questions, I spoke, think carefully, it was better,

Fallen in love with her,
Known to me, love is love.
How do I not fall in love with her?
Whereas, The world in itself is a network of love.

Love given to her by me, is quite clear as Ganges.
If one try to isolates us, will be a great umbrage.

I know it, in the eye of court,
To love her was my great fault.

But, to love her is totally wrong,
In love story, where does it come from?
Milord!
In love story, where does it come from?