From lonely lovely places

Hardly can a blind man distinguish
Lovely faces from fraudulent places,
But love is blind for a reason;
A likely sort of silence
So the heart can digest true emotions
From lovely places.

To love is effortless
That the hearts are meant to love
Not hate;
To love is effort nevertheless,
That hearts break down emotions
Making sense from solitude places
Out of the midst of many faces.

_Mustafa Khan Abdurahman.