What do they know?
They look at me and think me socially insane,
Yet I know the sordid score,
They point and in hatred do blame.

For the sake of my beloved one
I have danced naked in our bedroom cell,
In the morning I shall burn in the sun,
They will execute me with the ringing of the first bell.

What did I do?
I only confirmed my duty to love's path,
I will never again see these skies so white and blue,
I will gladly bear furious love's wrath.

"Farewell..."
The way was always hard,
It all led to death's silent knell,
I lost and discarded love life's lovely cards.



©Rangzeb Hussain