Love is Eternal, Love is Transcendental, Love is Immortal.
Love is Pure, Love is Divine, Love is Pristine.
Love is Acceptance. Love is Truth. Love is God.
But is Love blind?
To answer this , I tried to view this Question through the 'Three Eyes of Love'.
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I grew up hearing His tales, glories and folks,
Of the butter stealing and the mischievous jokes,
I fell in love with Him then and there,
Because of the elders' cautions, I never did care.
I had never seen Him, yet I knew,
That my Love for Him was true,
And although I'd never heard His voice,
Yet, for marriage He was my only choice.
On my wedding day, I wrote Him a letter,
To take a chance and escape for the better,
He accepted my request and was there to receive me,
And that moment, my heart was filled with joyous glee.
My Love is My Service for me,
Better than words can explain or the eyes can see,
The World addresses me as the Wife,
Of the Supreme Provider of each life.
The tales, folks, poems everyone hears today,
Were written by me and were the words I would say,
I was always married to Him from my Heart,
Because despite the elders' decisions, I could never drift apart.
I had occasionally seen Him in my dreams,
In the land of mystic magic and beautiful beams,
I gave up my palatial life and took this road,
The road of Love, which would guide me to His Heavenly Abode.
He is my Life; He is the Saviour as well,
He was there to pick me up, each time I fell,
My Faith could turn bitter poison into nectar so sweet,
Under His protection, I could never face any defeat.
My Love is My Devotion; so rare,
My life is dedicated to only Him and His care,
The World addresses me as His Devotee,
And Our Relation has its own serendipity and beauty.
You've heard the tune, but I'm the rhythm to His flute,
I'm the personification of the tales, ballads and stories; for I'm their root,
I was His Love, and we were beyond any wedding vow,
Because in front of elders' restrictions, I never took a bow.
I saw His image in my own reflection,
In this world of illusion, He was my only perception,
In my mind, body and soul, was only His portrait,
Despite being married to someone else by fate.
I live in Him, as He lives in Me,
We're not two different entities to see,
We're one and we're the same,
Rather, my name is not even taken without His name.
My Love is My Surrendrance, at His Lotus Feet,
Maybe separated by societal norms, we still continue to meet,
The World addresses me as His Lover forever,
For Our Love is Eternal and can diminish never.
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