Born to the blind,
She was their light,
Holding their hands,
She was their guide.
Dotty she was,
Eloping with her dote.
To the bird's dulcet cries,
'nother morning wakes!
Blind they were,
To see they were alone!
When their tears did pour,
The whole world turned blind!
When lovers, they cried,
"Love is blind!"
Blindness, asks-
"Born blind or gone blind?"
--
Jagadeesh
24/12/2oo7
Sparrows of Mohenjodaro
8 years ago
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