Blind Love

 

 

They kept walking with every step carefully placed

the world around them was in its own mess.

Their paths were different along different streets,

but their destination was one where they decided to meet.

 

Slowly and steadily he walked his way,

With a tinge of fear she made her way.

The crowd of people pushed him front and back,

the sounds of the audience made her feel of getting a pack.

 

The sun was high up but the road was dark for him,

The clouds had cleared still she found a glooming thing.

The beauty of nature had escaped his eyes,

The only thing which mattered to her was the beauty in his sight.

 

With trembling hands he held the stick,

for what he feared he might miss the street.

With a hand on wall she sensed the rocky surface,

making her realize she was on the right trace.

 

With a ticking sound their sticks collided,

the destination was reached as it was decided.

He held her tight and sat on a bench,

she kept her hand in hand and sensed his face.

 

The love was real, as they were special indeed

they never saw each other, but still cared in every deed.

The thing which God gave us all still we never cared it right

FOR LOVE TO EXIST; THE SENSE of it is MORE IMPORTANT THAN it’s SIGHT !!

These are all the most fortunate people living around us, whom God has sent to help us learn. To love through our inner senses and soul irrespective of the outer beauty, it’s time for us to look in the inner person which our eyes may not see.

 -Viraj Lele