Blind-eyed Tiresias had thousand colored dreams,
Our thousand eyed world don't!
Then, what is blindness?
We have nurtured scarlet-dreams,
Smeared with our brothers' blood!
We have taught to kill and to burn
The dreams of the innocence,
We have stolen the green dreams
From the nature's heart;
We have wiped away the rainbows
From our children's eyes...
And gifted them guns instead!
Old Tiresias still have a thousand dreams,
Even though has no eyes still!
Tell me, then what is blindness?
Let Einsteins and Newtons of today gather
And research for a pair of new eyes
To cure, and to heal the visions!
Remember: Sleep is not a bridge
between eyes and dreams!
really you have a made a great impression in writing such a beautiful poem for dream and blind....blind and dream for the differently abled......thank you for your kind sharing.
yes; we need eyes more insightful to hold better stronger visions of life...powerful write, Abhilash...with a clear message inside...10
Hey..that's really full of wisdom....loved ur poem...hope 2 get more Einsteins coz v really needd new pair of eyes..Bang on target...10++++: -)
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I would like to translate this poem
Blind-eyed Tiresias had thousand colored dreams, Our thousand eyed world don't! Then, what is blindness? Hope floats high for them who wants to dream with or like Tiresias........dreams becoming Pegasus...............outstanding!