cyriac cherian

That Blind Man - Poem by cyriac cherian

Darkness filled in his eyes.
Travel through this faintness world.
Eyelids are putting down with
power of darkness.
Nothing would be known by
Even though all would be
Known by everybody.
World is changing from its
Actual form;
It is power of man's blindness.
He laid his eyes through this mist.
Foil follow his eyes.
His eyes are at back not in front
can't reveal the path of the evil,
mist rule the roost of eyes.

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Poem Submitted: Monday, October 3, 2011

Poem Edited: Monday, October 3, 2011

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