to write my poetry

why am I blinking, my sight is fading

and my reading glasses are not even helping

is this headache passing cuz there is no denying

I can't be functioning when my migrane is coming



the words are spilling, the thoughts are forming

this prose that I'm writing

is too beautiful to be forgotten

so I pray that my eyesight, be recovering



I don't mind if I'm fat

thin or otherwise

black,white, yellow or brown

all I need are my eyes to write my poetry


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Afzal Shauq's picture

a good , loving and inspiring poem..love its idea and the way you did...well done... you are making good poems and advancing.. best of luck