Love Versus Duty (Shakespearean Sonnet) Poem by ashok jadhav

My heart commands what honor bids deny,
And splits my will between its sworn decree;
Two voices rule me—one that asks me why,
And one that claims what must and has to be.
Love calls me home with soft, accusing eyes,
While duty stands in armor, cold and just;
I walk a line where every step implies
A choice between desire and solemn trust.
To serve one law is still to wound the other,
For both demand the fullness of my vow;
Yet in this war, I learn no force is lesser—
The soul must choose, though neither yields its crown.
O fate, be kind to hearts so deeply torn,
Where love and duty meet, and lives are sworn.