by Gopikrishnan Kottoor
Whoever lost both eyes,for love?
Samson did. His golden hair tied to the pillars of her whet,
darkness turned wet, and kept bleeding all over. That was not
the least, one did for love. Who killed the father
and bloodied horses in the battles of the soul
and blinded himself when he knew love's bitter end
had slaughtered the seed's beginnings? To be blinded for love
and wander without it, is not new. That'll always be.
And now who lost both eyes, thinking love ,immaculate,
would appear?
Though you did not even know it,
You, did, and I,
yea, everyone.
From:
The Zong
Copyright ©:
Gopikrishnan Kottoor
Last updated May 31, 2012