Love Is Blind? A Soul Song!!

It pierced into my heart like a sweet arrow

And, deeper it made a furrow

It is so selfish and has a mind of narrow

And commanded me, only it to follow

I tried to be away from it, but it didn't allow

At last, I became a lunatic in being to it, a close fellow

Later it stirred up my heart like a harrow

And deceived me immersing me in deep sorrow

Oh! How could I bear this sorrow breaking my marrow

I felt as if I was being hanged on a gallow

Alas! My breath would have existed if it was a thing to borrow.