Posted in Originals, Poetry, Reflections

Blinded By Love

​Blinded by love

Or focussed on love

It all depends on

How you see things

For love is like a compass

That points the direction

It never comes with

Sign boards and trodden roads

It points to the end to which

You find your own ways and means

~

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