There was some blurr
some darkness
and some haze ,
dancing black spots
My vision fazed ,
banging blind ,
was it my glasses?
growing old with me
should I get a new pair?
was wondering though !
would it change my vision
or would it change the world ?
Is vision a game ?
A Truce with Destiny ?
lavish spread of pebbles
which stay or roll,
gather fortune or moss
we decide , my dear!
Attitude matters,
Perceptions deceive…
seeing through
glasses or thin air….
eyes closed,
open mind,
views matter
within or without !
thoughts weigh heavier…..
vision will improve,
will wearing glasses
make me see my dreams better?
please tell me ,
I am ready to wear
thick glasses to bed!
” widen your vision “
easier said than done!
choose from a spread
choicest of stars,
or opt silently
for the lonliest of all,
its up to us
to reflect the stars,
or with cloudy mirror
fear the dark…
©Dr. Swati A Gadgil , All Rights Reserved .
A delightfully sardonic piece.
A splendid,engaging.well-crafted poem.
Beautiful with deep poem.