A Rogue And A Whore

You were the cutest flower I have ever seen,

You were the freshest morning dew drops, I have ever felt,

Your chubby cheeks were the softest of the soft,

And our life was like a merrily sailing beautiful boat.

You were as natural and pure as the morning drizzle,

Your eyes would glisten with the teen joy,

I would always cherish the hidden pleasant smile on your sweet face,

And your gaiety laughter without bass.

The journey of our life was going smooth without any whirlpool,

Until you wrote a lovely letter of “I love you”.

I understood your feelings and you always understood mine,

When the others’ hand fell on it,

They declared it as vice.

I was your teacher and you were my student,

My love was pure and your love was innocent,

People declared me a rogue and you a whore,

But our love was as divine as God.

We never touched each other and never wanted to,

We experienced beautiful love as humans not as a male or a female,

She was coming to me daily as that was her duty,

The letter denotes nothing but her own divine beauty.

I have lost you forever and you have lost me,

But we should not worry because the society offer such hells for free,

Lovers are always tortured and crucified,

May be it is the love towards a girl or The Divine.