His gun pointed towards her head
Her gun also reciprocated
Stared at each other's eyes for a long time
Neither of them wanted to commit the crime
Love between them always had been strong
Today at the end both wondered what went wrong
They gazed at each other for another short while
Distance between them suddenly seemed a million mile
Both of them took steps forward
It seemed both had each other's word
Their secret codes talked lot more than they actually did
Now coming a lot more closer their final good they bid
The guns came down from head to behind their chest
Together they completed the story rest
Forgiving each others each mistake and lie
Now they kissed each other as the final bye
Now counted from three to one
Together both of them triggered the gun
The bullets passed through each other's heart
They loved each other till death made the separate.
Maybe, today, people love their guns more than they love each other. Nice poem. But, wrong message. Enduring the difficulties with an open heart and love for one another is what one need to practice…
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
loved each other till death separated them is really the meaning of love. Well crafted poem.