A Blind Undergraduate's Hidden Song In His Braille

[Experience is the name so many people give to their mistakes.]-Oscar Wilde

I cannot see your colour
but they say you're a beautiful flower.
I sniff your fragrance and I feel
the softness of your petals.
If that softness and fragrance together
you could keep forever?
Then I could have taken you
into my heart-vase dear
and I pour my tears ever!

to my friend Paddy Martin,
here started raining and a big hail last evening
hope quiet there everything?

by nimal dunuhinga

Comments (6)

im doing this poem for school! i love this poem
The heart of this woman beats in every word she pens. That last stanza has to be the most well-written closure to a poem ever.
A great poem inked by an equally great poetess. Thanks for sharing it here.
Very 'avant guard' and daring for the times! Wonderfully written, romantically chimed.
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