A Shift In Perception 2 Poem by Mamta Agarwal
A Shift In Perception 2
I used to hate colour yellow.
It made my complexion look sallow.
And reminded me of jaundiced eyes,
Stubborn stains that won’t go despite
Trying every trick.
It used to make me sick.
Ugly yellow top cabs,
Yellow fumes in chemistry lab,
But now that I have mellowed
I have spotted beautiful yellows.
It is the colour of spring and sunshine,
That is our life line.
Bright mustard fields,
Sunny daffodils,
Cheerful sunflowers,
Clusters of Amaltas,
Marigolds and yellow roses,
Daisies and buttercups,
Elegant yellow glaidioli,
That fascinate me as I pass by
And feel compelled to stop
at the florists shop.
Butter scotch ice cream,
Mango sliced and diced.
Golden yellow apples,
And musk melons,
Pale yellow peach liqueur,
A must after dinner.
Yellow candle flames,
Brass temple bells,
Brightest colour of the spectrum
It catches everyone’s attention
It’s the colour that now lifts my mood
How could I hate it I find myself brood
Just a change in mental association
How it alters one’s perception.
The last two lines sums up the poem beautifully. -Raj Nandy 10May 08
Politicos care for peoples perception.Perception is reallity not truth.Poets work for truth and imagination.
a changing perception...a change for good...pleasing your mind...good write 10
Hello Mamta, it's amazing how one's perspective and perception can change. Great work! Loyd
I enjoyed this one. The associative shift is very interesting indeed.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Regarding perception it said - 'Perception is strong and sight weak. In strategy it is important to see Distant things as if they were close And to take a distanced view of close things.” Through perceptions We bear the heat of Sun Find solace in Moon Pray with falling star. Perceptions make things easier To perceive is difficult. Nice poem. Thank you.