Love Is Blind (Tanka string)

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When Hearts Speak

Love is truly blind.

In this fact, I do believe.

How can what aches so

feel too damn good to let go?

Impossible to concieve?



Love, I say, is blind.

Even in the darkest night,

not one spark of light

would I need to see his face..

run into his warm embrace.



Love, my friends, is blind,

for the heart sees more than eyes

that would turn away

refusing to see the truth

nestled deep within a heart.



I just bow my head

in acceptance of what is

simply beyond me

and pray that my destiny

finds him as blinded for me.

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Kachina Stanley's picture

You're right...love is blind. I was in abusive relationship for 6 years. In the beginning, I loved him so much that I didn't see him for the monster he really was. Anyways, I really love this poem. Keep up the good work.