Love is said to be blind of race
Outlasting the slowed, dreary pace
Verified by the look on her face
Infected by the eyes that dare space
Never failing to look upon the weak
Grown from the deepest trough to the highest peak
Yet with love comes the words to speak
Overpowering words that leave him weak
Under her eyes he stares above
Inspired by the thought of her love
Shocked at the sight of her above
Looking down at him, in love
If love is blind then why is she all he sees?
Kindred spirits dance in the trees
Every leaf falling free
If love is blind then where is he meant to be?
Nevermind the way she makes him stare
Stare at the image of herself she never shared
Partly because she was simply scared
Impressed by the him that was never there
Rare was the moment when he'd think
After a dance, a laugh and a drink
That maybe she wasn't that missing link
Intense thoughts that he thought he should never think
Obviously he would eventually live to regret
Nights of blind love he forgot to forget
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Lovely poem with nice rhyming and story.Congrats on being poem of the day well deserved