Black

Looking at darkness in a different light...

My world begins
with darkness, with black!

I know not of day, of light,
My days are one endless night.

I do not see
The pity that distorts your faces
But I see it
Lace every word you speak

I do not see
Spring bursting into full bloom
But I see it
In the perfume of the breeze

I do not see
The beauty of silk and satin
But I see it
As they softly kiss my fingertips

I do not see
Love gracing my mother's features
But I see it
In the saltiness of her joyful tears
As I conquer peak after peak.

My world is darkness,
coloured black -
And I do not understand why you call it the colour of evil,
Of ignorance and shame,
For I have learnt of graduation robes:
Black cloaks of excellence,
Of knowledge and pride.

My world ends
with darkness, with black;
My eyes are thresholds
that light cannot cross,
Shut windows with
blinds drawn across.

My world begins
and ends with darkness,
And black is the colour of my light.

Author's Note

This poem was written during a competition for the theme "Darkness", inspired by Helen Keller's beautiful work "Three Days to See" and Sanjay Leela Bhansali's movie "Black." Dedicated to all who persevere despite their lack of sight.... the Michelle McNally-s of the real world.

Reviews

[Aehr]

Amazing. Truly amazing. I cannot comprehend how much I liked it. Hellen Keller's tale is very inspiring, and 'Black' is a beautiful movie. You've done justice to your topic, and your inspiration. Great job.
Shelving it! :)

[Zainab UF]

Thank you, Rhea! I'm glad you think I've done justice to the topic and my inspiration. :)

[Aehr]

I sure have! :)