The Taj Mahal,
regarded as one of the wonders of the world,
symbolises love, they say,
Do they know what love even means?
Love is not about killing a man for his woman
Just because she's the beautiful of all
Love is not pushing your woman in the mouth of death
And then building a monument for her
Love is something greater
It's something that poetries and poets like me can't define
Beauty deserves appreciation
But not at the cost of someone losing their livelihood
A hope, that came from their art
And the art purely belongs to heart and soul and hands
I'm a writer, more of a poet,
What would I had been if I had no hands?
The arteries and veins of an artist's hands joins his heart, straight away.