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[aid] => mick
[title] => My Vision
[time] => 2020-02-13 19:11:37
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[bodytext] => Would you examine my eyes?
There is something strange to arise:
Partly cerulean in the bright moon,
Partly rosy with the summer sun to tune,
Partly yellow like a dry afternoon.
Examine my eyes, would you?
There is some scintillating hue,
But not leucoma at all
Nor cataract as you call.
Examine my eyes, please.
There is something not at ease:
Neither myopia
Nor presbyopia
Nor even astigmatism, so-and-so.
The corneas are still clear, I know;
My eyes are still pure…
Oh, in fact, about it I am quite sure.
No need to look for (there is no border!)
Because it is my mental disorder:
Your image in my eyes!
Truly, to any diseases I have no ties.
It does not involve pathology;
I need your attention (it is psychology!),
In order to be beside you, my dear.
You are a smile, cheer;
You are a fresh rose
To make my heart for ever warm, close,
For me to trust and love life.
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My Vision
Contributed by
ThanhThanh
on
Thursday, 13th February 2020 @ 07:11:37 PM in AEST
Topic:
LovePoetry
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Would you examine my eyes?
There is something strange to arise:
Partly cerulean in the bright moon,
Partly rosy with the summer sun to tune,
Partly yellow like a dry afternoon.
Examine my eyes, would you?
There is some scintillating hue,
But not leucoma at all
Nor cataract as you call.
Examine my eyes, please.
There is something not at ease:
Neither myopia
Nor presbyopia
Nor even astigmatism, so-and-so.
The corneas are still clear, I know;
My eyes are still pure…
Oh, in fact, about it I am quite sure.
No need to look for (there is no border!)
Because it is my mental disorder:
Your image in my eyes!
Truly, to any diseases I have no ties.
It does not involve pathology;
I need your attention (it is psychology!),
In order to be beside you, my dear.
You are a smile, cheer;
You are a fresh rose
To make my heart for ever warm, close,
For me to trust and love life.
Copyright ©
ThanhThanh
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2020-02-13 19:11:37] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: My Vision
(User Rating: 1 ) by Former_Member on
Saturday, 15th February 2020 @ 02:27:11 AM AEST (User
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into the soul they say the eyes are the passage way
if one were to look
And I do suppose
there is a lot of research
the searcher would be
required to do,
they would have to first,
think about what you
are all about,
like your poem,
is about how most
people are good,
no matter from where
they hail, and it is amazing
to me, to read such a
beautiful poem!
I/'/m wearing reading glasses
just now. I use them to read,
and then up the frames go
on top of the head when I need
to roam about, the cabin -
as it were (aka the world)
Excellent poem!
Thank you!
Peace! |
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Re: My Vision
(User Rating: 1 ) by Sagefairy on
Saturday, 22nd February 2020 @ 12:49:36 AM AEST (User
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Very pretty...
I have some dear friends who say lovely things like that to me and I to them.
Cherishing is a fine thing!
Blessings! |
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Re: My Vision
(User Rating: 1 ) by Puppy_dog_eyes on
Wednesday, 18th March 2020 @ 11:33:25 PM AEST (User
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A beautiful and pleasant write.
Left me feeling that all is well with the world, despite everything that is going on right now
Thanks for lifting my heart
Steve |
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