Sight Poem by Phan Thanh gian
Sight
Rating: ★5.0
My vision is blurred
Words dance in front of me
In wild, vertigo-induced rhythms
Colours melt into fine grains of sand
Familiar faces become unrecognizable
Unable to foresee my own future,
Past life faded into oblivion...
No wonder, the all-seeing eyes are precious
Without them, god would be oblivious
Saturday, November 28, 2009
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5/4/2024 4:43:12 AM # 1.0.0.1119
If we could all see into our futures, what would be the point? Springs to my, thankfully, 'not so all seeing' mind. A fine insight in poetic flight. Smiling at you Tai