Blind Love

Blind Love —

Love does not come out cordially is not origin from mind
Like way farer of unknown path love proceeds slowly is blind

Sorrow of mind can easily forget but sorrow of love ended never
Love is blind - useless affection burns more than fire

Love like fire by its smoke cause cry then agonize
Blind love is like spider's web from which impossible to get release

Love is as white ant dies after growing wings - love is blind.

poem by Bongokobida Zakaria
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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