The blind love
Beauty and love
Together resided
Heavenly resorts above
And were guided
By the spirits divine
Incited them to always align
Gamboled they hand in hand
Place like a fairy land
Happy like victorious prince
Jealous were the happiness thence
Love, importune for beauty
Forgetting her divine duty
Hovered over like a moth
On the lightened luminous path
Never would they go astray
Promised under the broad day
One night they were making love
The beauty saw shining moon above
The moon light was so sweet
Beauties praised it and too repeat
Love was jealous of beauty infidel
Could not bear the moon rival
Come at beauty with a hard blow
Plucked out love’s eyes glow
Since that day the love is blind
And the beauty does not mind
Love and beauty part the way
Since that day are at bay
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Interesting...love can indeed be a bittersweet experience..and far too often we do do silly things that leave the two worlds apart..