Undeserving
There is no possibility of us staying together, There might be a thousand reasons, but I’d stick to only one rather. You’re so white, and I am so black, Not my skin but the number of sins I carry in my backpack. You seem to be as white as a white-feathered fluffy swan, And I am the contaminated water in which you’d never feel calm. You seem to be as caring and considerate as nature is for bad beings, The window of your heart shows you only carry good intentions and soft feelings. But you’d have to stretch your arms about a hundred miles away, To hug someone like me, full of sins, with the devil as the god I pray. I have zero guilt to spoil and stain a pure personality, But touching someone like you seems out of my ability. The meter of your acceptance towards me may be higher than what I know, My admiration for you will never end; I’ll try to be like you- the wait is long, and time is slow. Let me name myself undeserving for you and for others like you, Let me call you a dream, b...