Blind-Lovers

Under the milky sky,
On the sandy seashore,
near the blue boundless ocean;
holding hands, walking close,
lived two lovers;
loved ones called them blind-lovers,
Not for they were blind,
but for their infatuated love,
for they never see the immortal trees,
the breathing sea and the unnerved birds,
but only their calm and pacific and unbroken love;
people cherished them,their serenity,
their utopian dreamlike perfection;
people contemplated their wedding,
as an ode to eternalise their undiluted love and affection;

Near the church on the parched dunes,
wedding chimes reverberated,
perfumes filled the air and tunes,
and the aisles daintily painted;
with the sky unnaturally white,
and the silent sea beholding,
appeared the blind-lovers holding hands,
like a fresh pearl out from a vivid ocean;
all eyes turned and glazed,
yearning to witness the union,
union of the two pure oceanic souls;
elated lovers closed their eyes,
feeling the climatic joy,
enthraled to embark on a new life;

just then, as if destined,
the sky turned unnaturally grey,
wind tumultous,
and sea furious,wrathful and fray,
as if some malignant force,
bounced the vast bowl of dark sea,
from its complacent composed slumbering prose;
tempestuous waves tossed and writhed,
the bells,the dunes,the hopes and the dreams;
the woven strands of connected lives broken,
and the place but a sea of rubbles and screams;

transported to an unknown land,
tears flooded the blue stone eyes
of the two lovers,
tears of prime joy and esctasy,
for relishing the world's audacious union,
for being at the apex of their love;
grateful to the loved ones,
for their priceless gift,
and happy to be in the warmth of each other,
they lived,
those two 'visually impaired' 'eyeless' unaware blind-lovers...