Glasses Poem by RAJESH.C BOSE

I cast a dead gaze at the sunlight
Wearing red glasses
As they commanded.

It was all red, I was happy
But time proved I went wrong

Then I wore green glasses
I was happy with the green world
And they said I was right.

But I was again deceived.

An assortment of glasses were tried
As per their order
Each time I was happy
And they were also happy, though pretending.

Again time remained silent.

I want to stand in the real sunlight
I know the truth lies just before me
I know the hurdle lies with my glasses
But I'm a puppet, a mere robot
Removing these is not a simple exercise
For it warrants isolation or banishment.