Why does love not understand its status
And reach out to the “upper caste”?
Why does it forget about its limitations
And reach out to the hearts beyond the religion, caste and color?
I wonder if love should have its limitations;
I wonder if it should have its own religion, color, caste and gender.
I suppose the mistake was made by him
Who thought that love is the language of the heart, a union of two hearts
That shouldn’t be smeared with any color.
What he did was just the opposite of
What his society he lived in taught
And received a gift—a cruel murder —
That was the murder of love.
The murder of love meant the death of civilization—so shameful.
How long should I continue to cover
The shame of the society I live in?
Author’s bio: Tulasi Acharya is a writer.
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