The pair of eyes that I have,
is restricted and limited for a few colors only,
the rainbow I see is amazing,
but I know the divine artist has trillion of colors,
I couldn't see yet.
The beating prism, a spectroscope,
makes a spectrum,
having all the colors,
the white screen placed at the focus,
makes a real image,
the deficient eyes cannot feel.
Being tired of my converging lenses,
I brought a pair of diverging lenses,
my thoughts are better to feel,
the virtual image with all the colors.
when I saw all the colors,
the beating prism once again,
played its ancient role,
my exercise was futile,
as the colors were converged once again,
in the white color of love,
and I am already in love!
" the deficient eyes cannot feel. Being tired of my converging lenses, I brought a pair of diverging lenses, my thoughts are better to feel, the virtual image with all the colors." We often lack seeing all of the beautiful colors, but as we grow we see things we've missed a new appreciation for colors/beauty. Very inspiring.
Verily, there are trillions of colors and we know only few that is what God wants man to see.....10
You are 'wallowing' in love! It has become your life breath! But as the colours change, the contour and texture of your love poems also change! This gives variety to your love poems!
as the colors were converged once again, in the white color of love, and I am already in love! .....yes, you are in love and it is true love. A lovely poem that touches the heart......10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
White color of love, pure, simple, be-daagh and what not......You nailed your LOVE with this poem....I thought your search for True love is still ON....but now I know you are already in love....Wonderful poem...10++++