When I was fully blind
I could get her fragrance
Whenever she would come to me
When I was fully blind
I could get her sublime touch
Whenever I would feel
When I was fully blind
She was all to me
My thoughts were only centred round her
And I would feel myself
Merely like a satellite
But Alas!
Now I'm well sighted
And there's nowhere
Nowhere her fragrance
I'm devoid from all sublimity!
our innocence gives us all but realism words off heavenly feelings...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Dipak, such a lovely write....10++++