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Unwritten Soul


Understand Beauty From Your Eyes


Perhaps because i was born blind
Black be my forever favorite color
My trusted eyes are from you my friend
Though i don't know what beauty means
But know it is opposite to ugly
Even ugly is strange to me too
Because only darkness in my eyes

Fragrance tricked my breathe
Oh I know you hold me a rose
With the praise for its crimson
By the layers you describe the grace
I wanted to have but all I see is the same
Black, the color that i see
Because darkness is my sight
My blindness believe of your eyes
Hold it to my own hands but thorns hurt me
Is it beautiful? In pain i still trust you
Because you are my eyes
So I know..
That the rose is really beautiful

Rail of colors appeared after the raindrops
So beautiful in seven lanes you convinced
Intense red mesmerize sky ended by calm violet hue
How i wonder the amazing world by your sound if it true
But still to me all colours just the same, only black stained
Because darkness is all i see before and after the rain
Glad to know noisy storm creates beauty at the end

Oh why I am blind to see my own smile
That i wish i could see because you say it is nice
Not only me, everything is beautiful from your view
Maybe this world full of beauty that i will never can see
But i am glad, you are my eyes to see for me

If you ask, i cant even distinguish what color you wear
The only thing i sure you wearing a black one maybe
Laughing on me, you say dark is beautiful just like night
All times you forgotten to tell ugliness around me
That's why my finger bleed when rose thorn cut me buddy
And i risk myself in storm because you never say bad about it to me

When i heard voices whispering ugly about you
I dont trust my ears even i can hear perfectly
My trust on your eyes not with my blindness
With you i see true beauty not by my sight
But i sense it perfectly with my heart
Because with you beauty is everywhere
Is there ugliness you know? perhaps no
While with others they describe me ugliness
How scare i am knowing how worse world can be

I dont know colors but your heart must be crimson
Like a rose you praised or like the rainbow after storm
The beauty that i never perceived in my eyes
But beauty that i can see from heart
By a blind man like me
Do you see like me,
Do you?

People may not believe my beauty experience
Sorry because all things look same to me
More sorry, i cant explain about colors
because i am a blind man
But i have a heart
That still can see many

Submitted: Wednesday, August 14, 2013
Edited: Thursday, August 15, 2013

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Poet's Notes about The Poem

This is story that crossed over to my mind, A blind man with beautiful hearted friend that be his eyes to see world that he can never see...The friend who tells nice words describing how beautiful world is, brightening the blind man vision though from many people he heard world is full of ugliness...In his blindness he found rare beauty, the beauty view from his friend's heart, and found his heart is kind of another beauty form...we rarely found when we have normal sight..for a blind man he experiences this to feel colors in his dark sight. Be friend with people that have good heart, and good hearted people dont talk bad or ugly words..and befriend with them will make you live in earthly heaven_Soul

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  • Dee Corpolongo (8/30/2013 10:36:00 AM)

    A Beautiful and well observation of the heart poem. I also love the advice you give in your comment,
    as it also is beautifully said....and understood. Thank you for seeing the beauty of a good heart, Soul.
    May life only show you that vision forevermore. (Report) Reply

  • Farah Ilyas (8/18/2013 11:47:00 AM)

    People may not believe my beauty experience
    Sorry because all things look same to me
    More sorry, i cant explain about colors
    because i am a blind man
    But i have a heart
    That still can see many...wow Great Soul may all of us have such vision while giving judgement regarding beauty, though simple but too deep..well Done (Report) Reply

  • Valerie Dohren (8/17/2013 5:30:00 AM)

    Although a blind person may not be able to see beauty, neither can he see the ugliness in the world and that has to be a good thing. His seeing friend can bring him only beauty. A lovely poem Soul, and very inspired. (Report) Reply

  • Yasmeen Khan (8/17/2013 2:32:00 AM)

    Your poem reminds me of Helen Keller and her teacher. How vivid and fertile your imagination is! You write with the vision of a blind man in first person narration, going deep into things. (Report) Reply

  • Yasmeen Khan (8/17/2013 2:18:00 AM)

    An empathetic write with vision of a blind person, how fertile your imagination is! Kudos dear Soul. (Report) Reply

  • Elena Sandu (8/17/2013 2:18:00 AM)

    Beautiful thoughts dear Soul, thank you for share! True, black has no light
    but it is kind and very peaceful if near any other colour would bring a best light, true life for them. It also strong no matter what comes into its sight will hardly change, right? The unsighted people may not see but yes, you are right they can feel the beauty with heart. The only thing that I could pitty them is for not being able to see their beauty with own eyes. (Report) Reply

  • Nontobeko Dlamini (8/16/2013 1:37:00 PM)

    many have described beauty with sentences, paragraphs of complex diction but this poem of simple wording does it for me. This friend who choose to see the good in everything find happiness where none find it. Thank you for sharing your wonderful soul. (Report) Reply

  • Khairul Ahsan (8/15/2013 11:27:00 PM)

    The poem is beautiful, but a bit too long, if I may say so!

    good hearted people dont talk bad or ugly words.
    I wonder if my comment above will categorize me as a bad hearted one or not! (Report) Reply

  • Siyabonga a Nxumalo (8/15/2013 4:20:00 PM)

    Wow! ...your mighty brush has once again painted a masterpiece, the colours are so bright and beautiful.....you have a good heart my friend and you will be rewarded for that.
    Really great poem.
    Siya_! ! (Report) Reply

  • Bri Edwards (8/15/2013 3:55:00 PM)

    dear US,
    Rail of colors appeared after the raindrops....this line caused me to look up definition of rail. i thought it would mean a bird (i have seen) or ONE bar, such as on a rail fence or, i suppose as part of railroad tracks. i now know that rail can mean a set of bars, as in a rainbow! Rail of colors is a nice change from writing rainbow.

    AND you mentioned that the rail appears after the raindrops. this caused me to google rainbow formation:

    Rainbow Formation

    One of nature's most splendid masterpieces is the rainbow. A rainbow is an excellent demonstration of the dispersion of light and one more piece of evidence that visible light is composed of a spectrum of wavelengths, each associated with a distinct color. To view a rainbow, your back must be to the sun as you look at an approximately 40 degree angle above the ground into a region of the atmosphere with suspended droplets of water or even a light mist. Each individual droplet of water acts as a tiny prism that both disperses the light and reflects it back to your eye.
    So you see that there are droplets of water where the rainbow forms, though the viewer is usually/always? where the raindrops have moved to another location.

    as for the message of the poem and the telling of it: EXCELLENT! and the poet's note was very welcome as well.
    though i found the english to not be polished, meaning not the way i would write it as a native-born speaker of english, i had little if any trouble understanding the poem. it really was very good......even though if the blind man had ME for a friend, i might try to convey ugliness with my words. BUT even as i was typing that last sentence, i realized and remembered the saying: beauty is in the eye of the beholder, and that can easily be said for ugliness as well. then we might get into the discussion of various kinds of beauty such as
    visual beauty, moral beauty, and aural beauty. i've said enough! thanks for sharing. bri (Report) Reply

  • Ramesh Rai (8/15/2013 7:33:00 AM)

    beauty cant b seen with these two naked eyes that so millions of peole with eyes are unable to realise the beauty they can never express in comparision to a person without eye. a blind do realise the beauty thro eyes of heart. a profound write having a colorful n mystic flavor. a complete perfection with true melody. i too have posted more than 500 poems but in very rare there is such perfection. thank you so much for sharing. (Report) Reply

  • Adheez Van Der Beanthz (8/15/2013 5:47:00 AM)

    nice imagery, very imaginative and creative
    you send a message with a simple story, but that message so deep
    and beauty has its own way to blossom foe everyone cause beaty is universal
    nice written (Report) Reply

  • Geetha Jayakumar (8/15/2013 2:09:00 AM)

    But I have heart who still can see many..Beautiful write..if one want to sense a beauty, eyes may not see that beauty which ones heart can see...so true..its how we see the beauty in the world.. This poem carries lot of in depth meaning.. Loved reading it...feeling pleasant.... (Report) Reply

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