Forbidden

C.S Benjamin

You don’t know what it’s like

To love a girl with your life,

But you can’t take her outside

Because you know it isn’t right.

If you try it, they will fight you.

Fight back they will kill you.

I don’t know why it’s so

But that is how life goes.

She cried, I cried, we cried

Can’t stop till one of us die.

Can't stop till one of us die.

 

Two hearts tied and glued,

Love shared, trite and true.

Two virgins clean and pure

What happened is left to you.

She, an Angel and I, a demon

Rejoicing in an illegal union.

Her love was strong and patient,

Her tears were precious and potent,

Her heart loyal and faithful

My actions proud and boastful.

 

Two birds, free but caged

Singing songs of love with rage.

Crying for freedom in the morning,

Enslaving themselves in the evening.

Yearning for geographical freedom

While locked in a psychological dungeon.

A beauty and a love goddess

Whose words are true and modest

Entangled with a lonely coward

Whose words are never forward.

 

This curse must be broken

And this delusion forsaken.

Who will make the resolution?

How and when? Is the question.

Not her, not I, not us,

we can’t stop or pause.

She cried, I cried, we cried.

Can’t stop till one of us die.

Can't stop till one of us die.

  • Author: C.S Benjamin (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 16th, 2022 12:04
  • Comment from author about the poem: The poem details an awkward but deep relationship between an 'Angel' and a 'Demon' which is an allegory to relationships that are not accepted in most religions. For example, a relationship between a Muslim and a Christian, incest. The poem opens with the speaker lamenting on the disadvantages of being in a relationship that cannot be accepted by others and ends with the speaker emphasising on the near impossibility of breaking such relationships.
  • Category: Love
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