Thr blind and the deaf

In sightless denial, deaf to life's plea, Love’s longing echo goes unheard, unseen. The ticking clock ticks away, relentlessly, But in ignorance, time's wisdom we demean. In sightless denial, deaf to life's plea, We stumble blindly, seeking what we miss. Yet love's truth lies within, waiting, patiently, For our weary hearts to find eternal bliss. In sightless denial, deaf to life's plea, The moments slip away, like sands in a stream. And as we chase illusions, endlessly, Love's gentle whisper fades into a dream. In sightless denial, deaf to life's plea, We turn away from what our souls desire. But in the end, it's in love's arms we'll be, Repeating this cycle, until we retire.