Abdul Wahab


>>Colour Blindness


Taunting me it is said that I am a colour blind
And I see the seven coloured rainbow
As the border to cross over to another land
But let me tell you I was a green grasshopper who
Used to Love more the evening-star
With the piece of tinsel on her forehead
Than the pointed vermilion above the nose
Of the east-sky at early dawn
And I never gave any response to any beckon
Of the red roses bloomed on the side ways of the roads
Or lured away to the lust of flashed flesh
As I had great intimacy with the moth
Dwelled upon the petals of my heart
I did not want anything in my life
Except two bright balls under her eye brows
At which I could stare
But with a sigh I tell you
Blaming me as a colour blind
She left the flowers
Freshly bloomed in my heart
Since she got her wings and took her first flight
After turning into a butterfly

Submitted: Tuesday, August 06, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, August 06, 2013

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  • Veteran Poet - 2,584 Points Patricia Grantham (8/6/2013 2:17:00 PM)

    Transformed from an ugly moth to a beautiful butterfly and then to
    look upon such beauty with eyes of love. There is an old saying love is blind.
    That holds true here in your poem. Good write. (Report) Reply

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