“Drawn Blinds over Eyes” – Poem

Drop whatever is troubling you,

Beautiful one.

The world and its pain,

Soaked in Mother Earth,

Has been left to me.

We are not here to bruise ourselves,

With dissatisfaction.

Only by the whip of love

Can we enslave ourselves, and confine ourselves

In something more than bliss.

Marriage is a haven, that piles itself

Atop the world’s prejudice,

And sinks it further

Into the heavy ground.

Draw now

Those blinds over your eyes,

And do not aim to see

Those I aim to hurt,

As those who wish to dispel us

From kept love.

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