Blinding Confessions
Certain
people are gifted more,
so am I, my dear friend.
I can feel the sun rising
before someone wishes you morning.
I can hear
the birds singing & cooing
and I can smell the flowers blooming.
I can see
them, feel them & hear them
in a unique way which you can't perceive.
I get the first notice
when the Spring is in the air.
I can sense
it when the clouds're heavy
and hence I know the lovely rainy times.
The beauty
next door Tina Jamie
Is so fond of happy go lucky me
b'cos I can
sense when she's happy
and tell my jokes then, you see!
I can feel
the stars & the Moon,
for their light shimmers inside me
against the
permanent backdrop
of the dark night sky.
I believe I
can fly high
as my imagination soars to the sky.
But I want to confess my dear friend,
I'd like to see the rainbow once again.
Contributing Poet Rahul S I'm someone who can't
live without reading and writing.
rahul.skn@gmail.com
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