Blinded by sight i look into things
being in it or rather too close to it
i obstruct the view.
I arrange it, it shatters
again i strive to put the fragments of
fallen flower togather,
so that somehow it may relate to me,
a prayer march on in the vast unknown.
All of it is not tiresome uptil you sing a fresh distraction
former is distant now
and in the later, you are out grown by a breath.
Hi subodh I enjoy reading your work this one reminds me somewhat or the way I write at times... Thanks for reaching out to me I look forward to reading and commenting more
Hmmmm first one Ive read, and it says how you feel, thats how I write, I love to read poets who write the same way I do. This one is excellent
Seeing with heart emotionally is more important than seeing with eyes.I believe you've got a sensitive heart so it reflects to your npoems my dear Nilufer Dursun
A nice poem. One may be blinded by sight but still see things by feelings.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Great poem written well with nice texture and imagery. I really liked and rated it 10. Thanks for sharing..... Kindly read and rate my poem '*A busy street*' on page 1.