What a glorious morning?
If a blind can see the daybreak and a deaf hear the prayers.
Where a dumb sings the saddest song and a cripple walks to the world's end.
Under the haughty sun and drowsy moon
These innocents were uprooted.
Can a rainbow guide them to a hidden heaven some day?
That particular day they can dance with the twinkling stars.
And the streak meteors come from the mysterious dark sky.
Excellent work.Nimal. Beautiful, inspired dreamscape. We earthbound creatures long to walk among the stars. Kind regards, Sandra
What a lovely piece, my friend, The manner in which you objectify the character by their characteristics is a great poetic ploy and adds well to the piece. To some, who are new to your works I imagine it could appear clumsy, but then, that is their problem. This is truely delightful.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This poem uses imagery to talk abotu 'hope', we'll get there one day. Great work Nimal. BTW thanks for your comment on my poem, it means so much :)