Blind Capture
Blind Capture He’s blind but wild with imaginations His mind captures beauty and emotions He draws them as they come to mind Beautiful or ugly (he calls them twists of nature) Sadness, joy, laughter, solitude He captures all and traces them on paper With his hands working wonders with ink Day and night he worked Until one day, his mind captured her It was a dream Her body danced in the rain Running towards a shade She wore the most beautiful adornment he had seen (Oh yeah he was blind) The most beautiful in his mind’s world - Her smile She dazzled in the rain and he hated himself For wanting her to remain there The shade was too much of a gloom for such beauty Her place in the rain spoke of adventure And love in the strangest of places And now his hand worked for real Drawing and painting the angel in his pavilion The open space at the market square Someone tapped him, no hugged him Her smell like the rose – calm a...