Is Love Blind ?

When the hearts swell the soul

To roll the feelings for another soul

That stands upright radiating amongst the thousands

It erects its place tighter.

Many cross by but that corner has a single bench.

The subconscious mind has the revelation of this truth,

But it waits for the time to reveal that.

For the time being the great teacher and healer,

To redraw the emotions of the conscious mind.

Before loudening to entitle it a Love.

Because in the cocoon of love,

Strings of melody and cacophony unfurl,

For the melody is in every bond to swing it.

But cacophony is the purest testament.

Cacophony pertains to the denials due to insecurities,

But the patience for the favorable time is its panacea.

Cacophony pertains to the pain of grudges

But the pleasure of reformation it its panacea.

Cacophony pertains to the separation

But the hope of reunion is the panacea.

Cacophony pertains to the misapprehension

But the courage for the clarification is the panacea.

‘Love is blind’, claimed by many but rectified by few.

It is the overshadow of hearts over the minds,

But not of the senses over the heart.

It is the lap of warmth for the other to lean,

But not the harmful rays of the warmth to coincide.

It is the emotion that processes itself for the full bloom,

But not the half-bloomed emotions to soak your mind.

It is the mutual pathway for leading the life together,

But not the supremacy of other’s pathway to lead.

It is a ring for battling the ebbs and flows together,

But not the ring for only one person to battle with ebbs and flows.