Am I Handicap? - Poem by Geetha Jayakumar
I am on a wheel chair
deaf and dumb too.
Disabled in all sense
But I appreciate God
He gave me beautiful eyesight
With good insight..
My brain works wonders..
I could imagine
Beyond my imagination
Just lying on a wheel chair.
With a small garden
I convert them into
my whole Universe.
While writing poem
I convert my fountain
Into a beautiful waterfalls
Swimming pool into a river or seas.
Tides are my tears which
Keeps on hitting me on my inability.
Small plants into big trees.
Few flowers into garden of flowers
While writing poems I imagine
Myself so tiny like an ant walking in this garden.
To make this garden into forest.
I am happy while writing poems
As I can do all those
Which I cannot do in real life.
My heart sings, heart beats play drums.
I can run, dance, sing and love too...
In reality people pity me.
In fact I need love and appreciation
For all my ability.
A praise on my ability can do wonders for me.
I like to
Explore the unknown path
Leading to the poetic world
Relishing each and every moment
Though unrealistic for me but
Imagination make me realistic
I can do what I want...
While reading my poem
Do you feel
Am I Handicap?
I am Sorry...
I never want to hurt any one
Only telling no one is perfect......
Physical disability can be seen
What about those not seen......
A small token of Appreciation especially on their abilities and kind words will work wonders for them!
Words are as Precious as Pearls,
As it can lift one to Heaven or Hell.
©ALL RIGHTS RESERVED BY GEETHA JAYAKUMAR 2014
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