The World Without My Glasses Poem by Malabika Ray Choudhury

The World Without My Glasses

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Sometimes I don't wear my glasses,
Sit beside the window, the glasses on my lap,
And the familiar world looks unfamiliar!

It's dawn right now, it's almost Fall.
The sky is cloudy today, very dull,
Lawn is still green, trees and bushes did not change their colours yet,
A crane which stands beside the skyscrapers in the distant,
looks less monstrous,  a sillouette in the horizon.
In my glassless eyes, evergreens in the far look hazy,
Even the grey skyscrapers seem less intimidating
With a few lights here and there, blinking.

It's Wednesday, garbage trucks are passing,
Stopping at every corner, extending the mechanical hand to pick up trash.
To my blurry eyes, that action seems soothing!
A few cars left in the driveways like abandoned children!
A lady, in a hurry, getting in, in the driver's seat,
And zooming away!

Sometimes I like to watch the outside world this way -
Through the frame of my rectangular window,
Like a watercolour painting -
Hazy, blurry, indistinct!

Thursday, November 1, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: life
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Bernard F. Asuncion 02 November 2018

Malabika, such a remarkable poem................

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Malabika Ray Choudhury 02 November 2018

Thanks, Bernard. Glad to share with you.

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Dr Dillip K Swain 01 November 2018

Wonderful poem replete with images! The title of this beautiful poem is catchy! Thanks for sharing...10

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Malabika Ray Choudhury 02 November 2018

Thank you. Glad to share.

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