Apr 05 2008
Blind Love
Love is blind, or so it’s said
As if the eyes had failed
To notice things that others see
Like faults to be assailed
Imperfections multiplied
Until they do abound
Problems then are magnified
‘Til they compass us round
This is why Love must be blind
For who could stand and face
Such a searing spotlight and
Still be loved one trace
This train of thought sounds logical
At least unto the head
But if true love comes from the heart
Who by the head is led?
Love is blind ? I disagree
I do not feel that way
Love sees each and every fault
And Love loves anyway
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:cry :sigh boiz are so not worth us crying over, but we just cannot help it
hey i agree wht kelly said :zzz
Wow this is a great poem and so true. Great Work!!! :roll
I agree with this poem. Love, if it is real in fact, then it should be without limits; unconditional. Someone said that \”we see what we expect to see\”. So does that imply that we live strictly by stereotypes? Based on what we have been told, what we have seen all the way to the Present, how can we determine if what we see is what we really see, or just a premeditated expectation?
uMmmmmm … lets see … i dont really get u but itz an aigght poem …. not bad…
Love is a path to the heart that knows its own way.
whats up you durk how are you, you are such a nerd!!! love youy!
[B]i love me[/B] so what are we going to do!
hey!!!!!!!! luv is blind. u r totally rng……….