Waters Poem by Vera Sidhwa

Waters



Glasses

When he wore rose colored glasses,
Everything was fine
But something alluded him
Something he couldn't find.

He tried on white colored glasses
And all seemed invisible
And something alluded him
Something he couldn't find.

He took off all his glasses
And nature to see.
All nature things
Were indeed be.

Thursday, May 5, 2016
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