‘... unless a kernel of wheat falls to the ground and dies, it remains only a single seed. But if it dies, it produces many seeds.’
(Jesus Christ)
I won´t forget the day
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beautiful words and the last two lines say it all....when one awakens is when one starts to see...and live....
I started to see the day I became blind. I started to live the day I died. What a paradox and what a reality! Both are intermingled in this beautiful poem...10/10. Regards Naseer
great stunning love of warm feelings.. penned through a poet who knows well how to pen her feelings.. hazem al..
''Yes, you are right! I started to see the day I became blind. I started to live the day I died.'' wonderful realistic poem..10
Wonderful as always! I totally agree with teh 2 comments below...last stanza is brilliant!
An excellent poem it is. The last three lines are wonderful. I love the idea/message of this poem.
I started to see the day I became blind. I started to live the day I died. Awesome poetry and profound thought. CP
when you are caught in a corner and nowhere else to go that's the time to pick your brain and start thinkin'...Well penned, mate..