MY LOVE IS NOT BLIND

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    MY LOVE IS NOT BLIND

    I am blind, yes, blind

    Born as others born

    Grow as others grow

    Nurtured and loved by all

    Cared for and well sheltered

    Hoping to bring succour

    Laugh once again

    To a family in poverty

     

    It happened, yes, happened

    At two, eyes gone, gone

    Light went off the eyes

    Darkness sets in everywhere

    Hope dashed and entirely gone

    More pain, agony and sorrow

    Overflowing and overwhelming

    What such a life

     

    Yet I hope further

    Hoping to get better

    Daring to be different

    In spite of all challenges

    Now, mother left at prime

    Joy taken and never to come again

    What else do I have?! Why Life?!

     

    What such destiny? What Life?

    Fate let me see my face

    Even for once how beautiful I am

    What colour covers the sky

    How my caring brother looks like

    How the helping stranger seems like

    What home I live, bed I lay

     

    But only to feel,

    Only to hear and smell,

    What such living?! Worth it?

    Yet soon, my brother gone

    Gone to stay with mum and never

    Yes, never to return anyone

    Oh! Life, why treat me this way!

     

    My love walked in,

    Promise heavens and earth,

    Cloth me with hope

    Yes, that hopes lie even ahead

    Cared to undergone the pain

    Pain to see once again

    Promise to see him first

     

    Where is my love?

    Who stole my joy?

    Love has gone and not seen

    I know his voice but not him

    How do I know him?

    How do I find him?

    Life, you dealt with me!

     

    Yet my love is not blind

    I heard his voice someday

    I meet my love,

    Left blind but met seeing

    Joy returned, pain gone

    Though I was once blind,

    Love is not blind.

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    Poetry is what is lost in translation.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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