Love is a sin, when you wait for someone's eyes.
Eyes that shines like thirsty wanderer after seeing you.
Eyes that make you feel like you are you.
Eyes that gives you a purpose to live.
Love is a sin, when you get those and eyes and lose those eyes.
Love is a sin when you get a taint inside your soul for losing those eyes.
Love is a sin when those eyes look somewhere else,
But your heart still wrench for those eyes
Love is a sin, when love isn't there, but still the feelings kill you every moment.
Love is a sin when only you feel for someone like breath.
Love is a sin when year after year you don't like anyone else.
Love is a sin, when you love the loneliness.
When you want marriage to be a never happening thing for you,
When year after year, your heart cries and feels something is missing
Love is a sin, when you live in a palace that feels empty
Love is sin, when you are addicted to your life,
But still when you are old after living a fulfilling life,
Yet you feel feel darkness standing at the door of death.
Love is a sin, when you feel grateful for at least it happened to you,
Though you were like a stone in all these.
Love is a sin, when you can't escape from love
Love is a sin, when it makes you mad, yet you feel the beauty.
Love is a sin, when you feel pleasure in pain.

© Nafisa Islam Tisha