A sinful unity of enemies forlorn
Together they find love behind the hate and flame
They look past the putrid scorn
A love in secrecy though held away in shame
Mother and father, formed a passion so despised
Holding dear to a love that transcends
Both race and caste
Unified as one true love
But as all good things
It shall not last
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem