Love Is Blind Poem by Sweta Leena Panda

Oh, my sweet heart
You know me not my story
Stop your mouth, stop the rumors
Oh! Please listen me
Come, yeah! Come here
I am ready to tell my story
The shorter story
No love, no glory
No hero in her skies
And we drive
yeah, I have found someone
After that my life totally changed
I'm feeling more alone
than I ever have before
As I can’t think about another except him
I am not like others who knows how to break
I am among those
Who loves to keep?
I don’t know how to reach at his place
Still my eyes always searching him
He pours love into my dead life
I met him in my virtual world
Still that’s quit enjoyable
Every time I keep watching through windows
People’re wondering
If I'm OK
Who knows what I feel inside?
I am searching him in my dream
even everywhere wherever I go
some Secrets stolen from deep inside
the drum beats out of time
I'm so tired but I can't sleep
Standing on the edge of something much too deep
it’s funny how we feel so much but we cannot say a word
we are screaming inside, but we can't be heard
We dream for each other but we can’t share our thought
As our lives are different
Still my heart says one day we will meet each other
We will share our love
May time goes by so slowly
may time can do so much
but you will always still mine?
You will be mine
I don’t care where you from, what’s your religion
I can give up anything in the shake of love
As my love is blind even pure
I know someday you'll have a beautiful life
I know you'll be a sun in somebody else's sky
If I can’t reach in perfect time period
Why, why can't it be, can't it be mine
This is the great fear which almost kills me inside
It's hard to believe that there'll be nobody out in my life
it’s hard to believe that I'm all alone
I want to have control
you’re so special
That I can’t think a life without you
and life's like an hourglass, glued to the table
No one can find the rewind button
I'm nothing without you, my existence is useless
I am close to you and close to me
come and make me complete
This is my love story
Half virtual, half real

Still a guy for whom I always die