I'm a criminal and you are too
Our offence is we are in love
How can a teen and a ty love each other
The society would call it abomination
We have got our cloud filled
The storm has broken loose
We gaze now upon the threat of all
Your mother won't take it for i'm same age as she
Your father neither for I call him by name
And the press and the crime fighters too-Oh what power of love
Come pick my gray hair my love like always
And let me smoothen your silky brown hair like always
Your weight on my laps like milk sweeter than honey
Should we elope to marry or should we go in fight with the society
Some freedom come by force and some force bear no gain
Neither let us not take our case to court for it shall delay till eternity
Come my love let me have you now that your blood is still hot and your breast warm
Let them who stay against it stay against guilt
We are guilty and loving each other is our crime
No?
No. Our crime isn't love
Our crime is the time that can't be beaten
What comes after the love games
Pains untold needing maturity to handle
Sweetness that needs maturity to kindle
And a time to come
Your head, body and soul
Won't they cry had I known
Then when even plays that should be yesterday
Would be desired tomorrow
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem