On Love- (7) Poem by M S Ahas

How much can I cry for my beloved?
Yes, I can cry and sob for the entire day, for a month,
And throughout the year for my beloved.
Although tears don't come from your eyes.


Your eyelids may never flutter
Because without consent, I've kissed you for so many times.
I know, you'll not excuse me,
Because I've corrupted your white lips.


You choke my costly heart.
You benumb my senses with the little drops of anger and rage.
Because I've punished your golden lips.


I'm punished but believe, my dearest,
That you'll forgive and adore me,
Because I'm the only relative of my beloved's heart.