Love is blind
And lovers can not see
How many colours does the heart possess
How many emotions drawn from it's pockets
Where shades of darkness do belong
If religion is not to be understood
What of the heart, in temples of worship
Where love is religion, and it is religion
And religion of the heart is worshipped
In the eyes of the faithful, love has to be blind
A dozen prophecies are seen, in abstract
How many meanings can be of essence
Is it for the love or for the pain,
It burns in vellicate on emotions drag
For faith or prophecy
Who holds crystal balls
To be told of the future by the sightless oracle
Which side of the heart, holds pain
Which side does hold love
Which side of the heart is set aside for hate
A collage of the heart, seats like religious symbols
Sends out, tell tell signs of heat signal senses
Is this how I am to understand the heart
In abstract essence, like religious stands
And faith is said to hold belief, it has to
That is all we are to go on by for love has to be blind
And lovers can not see
How many colours does the heart possess
How many emotions drawn from it's pockets
Where shades of darkness do belong
If religion is not to be understood
What of the heart, in temples of worship
Where love is religion, and it is religion
And religion of the heart is worshipped
In the eyes of the faithful, love has to be blind
A dozen prophecies are seen, in abstract
How many meanings can be of essence
Is it for the love or for the pain,
It burns in vellicate on emotions drag
For faith or prophecy
Who holds crystal balls
To be told of the future by the sightless oracle
Which side of the heart, holds pain
Which side does hold love
Which side of the heart is set aside for hate
A collage of the heart, seats like religious symbols
Sends out, tell tell signs of heat signal senses
Is this how I am to understand the heart
In abstract essence, like religious stands
And faith is said to hold belief, it has to
That is all we are to go on by for love has to be blind
nice...i like the blend of heart and religeous symbolism...there are some dark places in the collage of our hearts, we allhave ways to go...nice write
ReplyDeleteComplicated layering ina lovely deep poem that feserves more than one reading hunx
ReplyDeleteLovely imagery. i need to read this again when I am not so tired to appreciate it full but it speak out even at first read.
ReplyDeleteNice write! I really like that third line.
ReplyDeleteA heart that hates
ReplyDeleteIs but a shadow of a heart
Less than a caricature
Only a sponge
Saturated in poison
Squeezing out darkness
In the name of righteousness
A masquerade
An abomination
All who come in contact
Must suffer
Most of all
The poisoner
OneLove--Tiger Windwalker
What a beautiful write.
ReplyDeletePamela
Wow, this is really neat. Love ll the nuances.
ReplyDeleteThis is quite an interesting write..no one can't make out what comes next.. nicely woven..well done..
ReplyDeletehey, great piece, lovely words, like a little whirlpool draining into the question. Very nice.
ReplyDeletegorgeous poem K. you're right love is faithful and blind in her faithfulness.
ReplyDeleteThis is quite a deep and meaningful piece. I'm glad I dropped by.
ReplyDeletedeep and beautiful.
ReplyDelete:)