My love is not blind
It's always intense,
and
Intolerant to feeble
response
When I'm deep in love
with my find
My love is not blind!
My love is not blind
For going one way for
long
It needs equitable
response
With all time alert and
care
And pains and pleasures
to share
If you can't come up
My expectations, in
your view, foul or fair
Get off my way, let me
lay
With my lonesome pains
With losses or gains
I don't go behind
My love is not blind!
My love is not blind
To be provided out of
sympathy
Same way, I need no
sympathy or mercy
For my lonesome nights,
struggles and fights
I am me, would go my own
way
Don't need any
self-centered gay
Yet, I need and
appreciate
Love on equality terms
With none superior or
inferior
But both of the same kind
My love is not blind!
My love is not blind
To go under control of
lust
Its objective is not
the lust
But it may use lust as
its byproduct
To satiate the bodies
in love
To make the minds to
work
Free from unfulfilled desires
It's unique and of its
own kind
My love is not blind!
My love is not blind
But conditioned to
purity
And disciplined for
surety
That I am equally loved
Like action and
reaction
When bodies get rubbed!
Those seeking fans or
sycophants
Are to keep away from
me
I vouch for love
between friends
Of equal needs and
values
With none to lead, none
behind
My love is not blind!
My love is not blind
For forgiving
intentional faults
Nor for faults oft
repeated
I don't seek to be
forgiven
For my drifts, if any,
from straight path
Wish to be told about
And punished openly
To make me a perfect
lover
Forever, forever in
future
Faults are faults, of whatever
kind
My love is not blind!
My love is not blind
To be active on a passive loath
If you intend to be in love with me
I am available but for only one
Who fits my bill the best -
You are being loved intensely
To love back with the same intensity
No passivity is tolerated
Love must be full of activity
It begins with the softest touches
And goes to the wildest tussles
Between two warriors of equal strength
For long long hours of day or night
Until the both fall dead in the love pool
Refurbished and rejuvenated again
For the next of the same kind
My love is not blind!
Good Poem !
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