Shall I Love Poem by Hamza Al Saieedy

Shall I love if to hell I might be driven
Or if by love I would not be forgiven?
I'm not empowered not to make mistakes,
Nor I shall hurt her for there wills or sakes!
Imagine, as the dead locked under the ground,
Lost and wishing for who can hear my sound.
Alone, though he that lost need fear no road
Yet; now and then I might need to re-load
From the wells of hope where my voice is heard
And my silent is tunes that have not blurred..