My Sight ~ Poem by M. Asim Nehal
My Sight ~
For the countless days,
I stood at the meadow
To see the vastness of the field
My sight returned to me with a smile.
For the countless nights,
I stood under the sky
To see the stars and galaxy
My sight returned with a glowing light.
For countless days and nights,
I stood and watched city
To see the life around
My sight returned with shame.
Now I fear to see the Village,
All barren land, no seed to sow
Eyes waiting for the clouds
My sight returns with mercy.
This was enjoyable and brilliant. It made me think Bravo! ! ! !
The sight returns with the splendour of nature. Marvellous Poem Asim ji
Nothing remains pure and untouched, except the purity of heart,
Crafty poem, you nailed it with this wonderful poem, today's situation.
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5/4/2024 7:18:46 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Wonderful. " My sight returns with mercy." When the entire world cries for mercy, only a poet's sight has it. Everywhere else, it has vanished. So very true about Poets and Poetry.