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Love and Taboo

It is just our fate to meet
But not to fall in love
They say it is a taboo
To fall in love with someone 
Who is different from you
Different in color, sex, age, and religion
Same species should fall in love

But they don't know what is love 
Love is challenging the taboo
It doesn't distinguish between me and you
It is just one way
No return back
A battle to win
Love knows no loss

Love is you and me
It is a language between us
No one will feel you but me
No one will feel me but you
It hurts both of us
It melts both of us
Love is both of us

They don't know what is love 
They are blinded by their rage
They are nothing but a falling society
They are falling apart
They are the ones who should fall in love
But, they don't know what is love

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