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I Loved

Mind, spirit and soul 
Truth be told, I gave you my all 
Friends didn't have to know about us 
This was for my heart and yours to know. 

I loved. 
Took my heart on a journey 
With a car that had its tank empty 
But I knew that we'll get to the garage surely 
But I didn't know that's where we were going. 

It seemed as though you have better plans 
So I put mine on the side and listened to your will and cans 
That had no maybes so I was willing to ride this baby... Though it was empty. 

Love is blind and maybe stupid 
No,Love is not blind and I am not blind I just find reality too victimising so I 
hide my small heart behind the saying "Love is blind" 
As for it being stupid? NO! But just maybe our relationship was stupid. 

So I walked away 
Till a flood of tears caught up with me on my way 
And I started floating back to you 
Till I realised you caused the floods then went back to sunnydays.

I can't swim so I'll sit here until I'm covered with mud 

Perhaps I walked away too far 
When I turned, the journey back to you was too long 
Perhaps, I gave up on you too fast that when I turned our car needed much 
more than gas 
But maybe the journey had to end eventually... 

But wait you have my property 
So we must end this properly 
So I'll swim to where you are 
My heart; that is all I want. 

Getting constipated by anger 
Over-controlled by feelings 
Swimming in your tears 
Added salt to my fears! 

I found you exactly where I left you 
I apologised for my mistakes long enough for you to finish fixing the breaks 
The car was crumbling like dry cooked cakes 
You told me that you found a she to help you cause I really caused you pain 
You told me "I should stop talking to you, it'll ease the pain" 
I went crazy thinking; "Are you insane? Do you know how bad it was, 
swimming through that salty lane?" 
You carried on saying "I'm feeling much better..."

Heartbeat got slow 
I started thinking "Oh no! Yolanda you a monster for causing the guy so much 
pain! 
Yolanda you are stupid for risking so much for no gain! 
But no way! I got pride so I won't let you see my pain 
So instead I said "Oh...wow...okay...cool" 
Hearing my heart beat slow 
And a rock of sadness on my throat 
I said "I will help you get better" 

I'm starting my own flood and I hope it takes you away 
Don't swim back to me.


Premium Member Love is Blind

I was a marvelous ophthalmologist, impacting how others saw this world,
As tomorrow one day sees yesterday, on lanes where hued leaves swirled.

I corrected hazy, crazy vision problems, with eyeglasses and with surgery;
Like a second look, evoked by raspberry rose, to verify beauty's certainty.

I also did frequent research, on hidden causes and cures for eye disease;
Just as reasons for rainbows and stardust, lay hidden in nature mysteries.

I had once studied cosmetology, and I loved the art of applying makeup;
And I never left home without it, like opening red tulip, at sunrise wakeup.

Friends fascinated like fire opals, bringing fetching colors into a vibrant life;
And we relished flaming, flamboyant Fridays, under maroon skies of strife.

Flavorful fruits were fanatically ripening, when feel-good family visited me.
Fiery red raspberries and fat blueberries, fell beneath puff clouds, so pretty.

I lived in the house of sudden mists, in oranges, pinks, purple and scarlet,
Where any day could be right for lovely visions, before the sky grew starlit.

Snap peas and sweet potatoes grew in the gardens, along my sunny street,
In days of searing, scarlet sun salutes, and gold hours of pause and repeat.

Nearby noon gave nectarine notice, as neighborly neighbors came visiting,
When green nature bore a heatwave, like the nesting woodpecker, knocking.

Pink fairy wings bloomed fantasy gardens, as the yellow tiger lilies roared;
And the dragon lulus breathed fire, like ardor cooling for one, once adored.

Brain cacti meditated summer greenery, whilst toad lilies attracted insects;
And pink bottlebrushes swept away sad blues, scrubbing aside dour defects.

I was attending a Fourth of July cook out, hosted by the fondest of families;
But the makeup I'd ordered was late, forcing me to put aside pure vanities!

By the time I left for the plum, pleasant party, I was feeling oddly liberated;
And family and friends did not notice my lack, like stars, clouds obliterated.

I had a lovely time that rosy day, when martins sang like the Fourth of July,
Amidst mauve festivity and lemon sunshine, and bellflowers ringing nearby!

The lesson I learned that vivid day, is to glam up or not, according to mood,
For people are still loveable either way, like faint dawn moon, briefly viewed.
Form: Couplet

Premium Member True Colors

Eyes are the windows of a soul and they say ‘Love is blind’
But how do you describe colour to a sightless person?

Such depths to your violet eyes
The windows of your Soul
A flickering source of emotions
Speaking volumes ~ though sightless 

Not limited by vision
Not obscured by darkness
Your dazzling beauty of true colour
Conceals your inner world
Of complex greys
Your smiles create rainbows 
That stay
All through my day

In a world of colour
For some eyes
Sadness and mistrust linger
Your eyes mirror only
Beauty and Hope ~ Love and Joy

You ask for a detailed description of
the colour of your eyes
How can I?
Futile will be my try
No Master’s artistic brush can decipher
That deeper shade of violet

Changing like the sun’s ceremonial display
Retaining an aura of mystery
Seeking only truth
In your abstract blur of colour

Though ~ let me try
Here place your hand on my heart
How can one see colour
If it can’t be felt

Look through my eyes
Feel that majestic sky
With its beautiful variations of blue
Serenading the aqua sea below
Through sparkles of iridescent silver bursts 
A tinge of pearly pink lazily drifts past


I hastily dip my brush just a touch
Do you see?  Swirling pink with the blue
Another dip into the aqua of the sea
Hints from the bushes of lilacs below
A smidge of the red poppy
Blended till it’s the right shade of a violet hue

Can you feel my colour?
Behind your veil of black velvet?
My humble artistic attempt
Going beyond my range of limitations

 Your
eyes glow 
in approval
In that spinning vortex of 
violet complexity ~ We dance in your world of darkness
As you whisper to me ~ that your eyes have always seen the stars.
We both look~~~~~incredulously ~~~~~at the same spot
A starburst ******************of light
A ~~~~~~~~~~~~~shooting~~~~~~~~~~~star
My wish ~~~~~~~~~~for you~~~~~~~~~~my love
To be ~~~~~~~~~~~~forever and~~~~~~~~always as
Brilliant as~~~~~~~~~~*********~~~~~~~~~~~you are
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*****             ****
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True Colors movie clip – with vocals Anna Kendrick and Justin Timberlake

The Passing

There is so little time, 
this life running out 
So many people to see, 
no doubt 
For life is leaving me 

This new dimension 
All to give 
This new situation 
Not long to live 

This armour stripped day by day, 
leaving the vulnerable you 
You don't have time 
and you know it too 
The words you want to say 

This anguish, 
so little time, 
every day, 
an extra wish 

This fragility, 
like glass, 
are shattered 
Its finality, 
only the love mattered 

So little time to spare, 
for the things to say 
straight from the heart 
For, you do care 
You must say today 

Furious anger 
at your weakness 
There is so little time, 
you must say today 
For there is no tomorrow 
only sorrow 

This thing eating you, 
powerless to stop 
Hurts too 
The people left behind, 
love is blind 

This pain hard to take, 
but you learn to fake 
So little time 
The things you want to say 

This pain won't go away 
Growing day by day 
Agonising so 
The pain you face 
You feel so low 
The pain you bear with grace 

This hope has gone 
The family weep 
The big "c" has won 
Inwards they turn 
In too deep 

This final goodbye 
This release from pain, 
the family sigh 

This pain borne for so long 
with strength and foritude 
inpired us all 
For you walk tall 
You did no wrong 

So little time to spare 
So little time for words to say 
but we knew you cared 
Pain day by day 
Your message sent 
But I knew what you meant 

When you went 
Your message sent 
I knew what you meant 
Spirit to fly 
The family cry 

So little time 
The family know 
One day........... 
we all say 

Our lives ...so short 
So small, 
yet dying affects us all 
but we are caught, 
for our time is short 
These battles fought 

So little time to spare 
Live for the day 
So many words to say 
This hour glass, 
running out fast 

So little time 
So much love 
So much to give 
Not long to live, 
before you are taken, 
you are not forsaken 

The gentle passing 
you have been taken 
your soul taken into god's care 
you are not forsaken 
no time to spare 
but the loved ones left behind 
do care 

no words are spoken 
your spirit awoken 
your spirit to fly 
no pain 
we will see you again 
the gentle passing 
hourglass shattered 
only love mattered 
on this passing
Form:

Psychopathic Personality

Threatening me directly in my face 
you want to appear bigger, you are not to be feared.  
Knowledge empowers....
With every breath I will speak out 
the world must know your type. 

I wont give you the satisfaction of loosing my temper, 
I will wrestle with you and always win, every time.  
Identifying prey you perpetrate, manoeuvre your way in; 
the thrill of the kill your stimulation 
relentless in your obsession which you live and breathe.  

Dangerously Intense wearing a life of normal 
turning on your killer charm, pouncing on weakness    
single....looking for love; 
Turkish delight promise no sweet filling have you, 
you reek of manipulation all in sight.  
People have no idea of what they are flirting with 
fatal attraction love is blind, 
those who dared to love you, believed your lies, sadly it's too late.

Theories are formed and tested, proprietary can disguise, 
good intuition, gut instinct it's true!, 
under all circumstances it cant just be a bit of fun, you wont let go.  

Incapable of love your'e not wired that way, sad but true, 
take care my darling the love emotion is gone.  
Don't be deceived not even for a minute when two mingled into one 
all the love in the world you don't care you say what everyone wants to hear....
I love you baby.  You say it to own it, black and white ice, control 
that's your game, we a concept you simply cannot understand, 
you chill me to the bone still I will never fear you.

I will ruthlessly expose you....flesh; the wounds of our interaction lay bare.  
Brave in life your final moments victim no, that wasn't you 
not even blood stained can define...still you oh yes, ...always.  

The traits of your psyche displayed for all to see, 
Cold, calculating, remorseless demon murderer John Doe, I will give you a name. 
Killing, disposing of all who gets in your way.  
Never taking responsibility for your actions, selfish to the core 
but intimate strands of DNA betray you.  
Knowledge empowers, defenceless we are not, we are stronger because of love x

For all the innocent individuals....Mothers, Father, Children brutally slain, torn apart, I feel your pain.....

Rest in peace.  
I/we will always remember.....
Holy as incense rising....each person lifted high  

Brave in life....silence is golden all that's left unsaid.
Form: Prose


Premium Member The Hunter

The Hunter


(His identity and his prey)

Love is blind, deaf, dumb and stupid.
I blame it all on the imp called Cupid.
No warning shot did he let fly
Before his arrow struck the bulls eye.

The poisoned point of his little dart
Was the reason love grew inside my heart.
The toxin traveled within my veins
And held me with the strength of chains.

(The result of his hunt)

Love spread as quickly as a wildfire,
In heated flames of uncontrolled desire.
It left behind a heart that was torched,
Wounded by being burned and scorched.

I refuse to rhapsodize that love is grand
For it can disappear like words in sand.
Only a romantic fool will ever believe
Love brings only joy and no reason to grieve.

Of sad songs and tears, I've had my fill.
They've left me as cold as winter's chill.
I now sleep alone in my half empty bed.
It's the price to pay when love is dead.

No longer reason for me to linger.
He'd removed the ring from his finger.
Without hope that he'd put it back,
Our marriage was shrouded in funeral black.

From the precipice edge I began to fall,
As high as a towering castle wall.
In fear, I tumbled ever further down
And saved myself before I drowned.

Heart-wrenching, my decision to walk away,
But I could no longer risk my life to stay.
No words of sorrow would I have written
If by Cupid's arrow I'd not been smitten.

How different would be my private thoughts
If he'd not taken aim at my lonely heart.
No memories to keep me awake at night,
Or to recall upon morning's first light.

As bitter as these words may sound,
It's an honest attempt to be profound.
A reflective moment of bereaving.
A remembrance of love's deceiving.

Would I have wished I'd not been shot
And wounded by love?  No, I think not.
Even though it has come to an end,
My seared heart has begun to mend.

What good is there to live with regret?
What point in wishing we'd never met?
What once was love is now in the past.
Cupid's potions don't always last.

Sometimes love brings too much pain
With more to lose than there is to gain.
Time has passed without a pause
And broken the hold of Cupid's cause.

I've taken away the hunter's quiver
Before another shot can be delivered.
Another love to tear me apart ~
Another arrow to pierce my heart.
© Lin Lane  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

The Account I need to pay



"The account I need to pay..."
"Is there a better sentence?"

"It's not that love is blind—I don't believe that. I believe that when we love someone, we pay so much attention that we notice every little thing about them. This understanding keeps us loving them. But when we're no longer in love, we suddenly notice the knife in our heart."

Mr. Jules cleaned his glasses. "When an author doesn't know how to formulate the right words or explain deeply, they often use informal words. It's common."

He sips his tea casually.

"But isn't that unprofessional? How did people in the past manage?"

He squints his eyes. "We are the last generation to witness the people of WWII. They were braver, stronger, and had a kind of wisdom that I think we lack now."

"What do you mean? You're scaring me."

"There's nothing to be scared of," he pauses and puts his tea aside. "Dani, people suffered a lot in the past, and now we can be grateful, right? But, I have this feeling that these difficulties are starting to fade away to make us believe that, making life neither easier(in material) nor harder(physically or emotionally), but definetly not easier.
I have the feeling it stopped.
I mean I thought when I was 12 we will have cars which are going to fly, but some things are just not.."

"Do you think that because we have phones and electricity now? But why did God let them invent these things?"

"Whether you believe in God or not, it's the little things that matter. Humans are not as smart as animals, insects, or even the trees that grow, or your parents, your grandparents. It just doesn’t work that way. We are getting smaller. But I still believe we all have a balance, just different types for different species. With all that we have, it was inevitable that this time would come. Now we are fully developed," he looks at the clock. "Now I wait until it breaks."

"Mr. Jules, why do you see everything negatively?"

"There's nothing negative about it. It's just that with everything we've created, there's more money wasted, more people making illegal deals, lying, and causing more harm. Just let time run and don't ask me these stupid questions."

"It was a simple question; you didn't need to give me a whole life lesson."

"But then you'll never learn."

I sighed.

Premium Member A Wounded Heart Bleeds

Love is blind, deaf, dumb and stupid.
I blame it all on the imp called Cupid.
No warning shot fired over my head
His arrow struck and brought me dread.

The poisoned point of that lethal dart
Was the reason love grew inside my heart.
The toxin traveled within my veins
And held me with the strength of chains.

Love spread as quickly as a wildfire,
In heated flames of uncontrolled desire.
It left behind a heart he had torched,
Bleeding, torn and badly scorched.

I refuse to rhapsodize that love is grand
it can be washed away like words in sand.
Only a romantic fool will ever believe
Love brings only joy and no reason to grieve.

Of sad songs and tears, I've had my fill.
They've left me cold as winter's chill.
I now sleep alone in my half empty bed.
It's the price to pay when love is dead.

No longer reason for me to linger.
He'd removed the ring from his finger.
Without hope that he'd want to put it back,
Our marriage was shrouded in funeral black.

From the precipice edge I began to fall,
As high as a towering castle wall.
In fear, I trembled ever further down
Into a moat of tears, I fell and drowned.

Heart-wrenching, my decision to walk away,
But I could no longer risk my life to stay.
No words of regret would I have written
If by Cupid's arrow I'd not been smitten.

How different would be my thoughts
If he'd not taken aim at my lonely heart.
A reflective moment of bereaving.
A remembrance of love's deceiving.

Would I have wished I'd not been shot
And wounded by love?  No, I think not.
Even though it's all come to an end,
My bleeding heart has begun to mend.

What good is there to live with regret?
Or in wishing that we'd never met?
What once was love is now in the past.
Cupid's potions don't always last.

Sometimes love brings too much pain
With more to lose than there is to gain.
Time has passed without a pause
And broke the hold of Cupid's cause.

I've taken away the hunter's quiver
Before another shot can be delivered.
Another love to tear me apart ~
Another arrow to pierce my heart.


....................................................
                 2-18-16  
The Heart That Bleeds: Forever Malta
© Lin Lane  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

The Love Game-Sad Truth

On a regular day some girl catches your eye,

You feel you gotta be with her or you gotta at least try,

Eventually she enchants you and engulfs your heart,

You can't see it's the beginning of you being torn apart.

 

In just a few days your mind lies to you saying search time has ended,

All problems with the others this one girl has mended,

So enchanted by her you are, you stop staring at others,

You disregard the warnings of those who look out for you like brothers.

 

Love is blind, and now she's messed up your damn sight,

Even planted in her darkness, you only see her light,

She's shooting you, she's stabbing you, even cutting off your air,

Your friends are telling you but you won't see no matter how hard you stare.

 

N then your destroyed, there goes all your glee,

She's left you for death, that's when you finally see,

This one you gave your heart to and loved so much,

The one you swore would be the only one you'd touch.

 

You thought one day those bells would chime n you'd b sealed forever,

But then then reality kicked in, forever became never,

Those times that spelled pleasure now play like n endless taunt,

You think you'll never escape this never ending haunt.

 

It goes from "honey, baby, sweetheart, boo",

To "You'll never escape the pain that I'll bring 2 you",

If you knew from the beginning you might have still taken this gamble,

Just for the simple pleasures before the mind scramble.

 

In your own space sometimes the tears flow like the rain,

Only in secret do you express your pain,

In the company of others you seem to be just fine,

Such a bright beacon, even the sun you outshine.

 

Anger, hatred n resentment have you thinking females are all the same,

You close your heart to girls as if the entire fleet is to blame,

Remaining closed might never lead you to that true joy,

And if you let in another she may just toss you like an old toy.

 

"What then do I do Michael-Shane?" they come in secret to ask,

I guess I could say I'm given a very tedious task,

I say "I believe that true love is something we're all destined to feel",

You should always try again, but give your heart enough time 2 heal".


- Michael-Shane Brown

The Girl

The first time see the girl
Ah want to meet her family
Going to get a diamond ring
Don’t care how much it cost me

Went to ask her to get marry
But she did not say no or yes
What she up and tell me
No body will ever guess

She said she want a job letter
To see with my weekly salary
And she want it notarize 
Don’t bring a fake letter for she

She ask about my past girlfriends
And if they have any child for me
She don’t want a man
With an outside family

She ask if I have a big house 
And the street that we live 
And after she sees my bank book
Then answer she will have to give

So I went home and say
Mom we have to rebuild the house
And call the exterminator
To kill all them rats and mouse

And I send my friend romantic dude
To buy some cement and sand
And ask D_illusionist and raj 
To come and give us a hand

Now I gone back with my job letter
That shows my weekly salary
I working for 27.50.an hour
And that is a lot of money

So I when and give her
All that she asks me for
You know this girl turn around
And tell me she want some more

She wants to know my doctor 
To get a medical history
And she wants the phone number
So later she could call he

She said she needs a loving man
With a nice house and money
But that will be no use to her 
If he come and give her H I V

She ask if I bring my bank book
And if I have my pass port
And she knows I have no arrest
She father working in the court

Now she have me thinking 
Yes I start to think twice
Is this a beautiful woman?
Or is she a block of ice

But still I said to myself 
Take it easy the girl looking good
You will have the nicest girl
In the whole Neighborhood

Then she says man does like to lie
And think they have too much brain
So if I think she’s stupid
She not trusting no man again

Then she ask me to bring my priest
She wants to conduct an interview
And after six months probation
She will see what she can do

They say that love is blind
Well brother today love can see
I take my diamond ring
And ran and jump in a taxi

I’m sorry for the next guy 
Who try to marry her
And mark my words when I tell you
Many will run away very far

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