Perspective Of A Blind Girl
Perspective Of A Blind Girl
Why do I see a night without its moon?
Is Goddess Diana upset?
Has the sunset or has it disguised itself with the dark black clouds without a silver lining?
I do not know!
The breeze could be felt, yet I miss the time when
I saw it's shivery appearance.
Astonishing is the fact that the canvas on which the blue
Rivers and the green fields were painted,
Has now gone to some other world or perhaps
The canvas just absorbed all the colours.
What's the matter?
I do not know!
Give me back the scenic beauty that now only comes in my dreams to wish me a 'good night'.
All I know now is that everything is dark,
Everything is dull.
My world has shifted its face from the bright colours of the palette towards the squeaks of the doors.
What has happened?
Maybe I now know!