Though We Have Closed Eyes Poem by Ramakrushna Sahu

Though we have been forced
To play the role of a blind man
And crushing mother's breasts
Under our pathless foot
Things are still as they are
Blooming with the beauty of
Colour and smell and taste

Though we have closed eyes
The rainbow inscribed on forehead
With more than seven colours
Can be still felt on fingertips
And silent smile on childhood lips
Cam be heard amidst the noise
Of our old shapeless dreams

We love dreams and that's why
We are given the role of a blindman,
A canvas of darkness
As large as the sky
To paint our hopes and desires
As much as we like

The screen has been dropped
Light switched off
And audiences have left
But the one act play of the blinds
Is transformed into a world drama.