Yellow Goggles Poem by somolekha sur

I have a superpower…
To see and not see, to walk past dirt,
To face and not face at the same time,
To keep my soul shut off from guilt and ogles,
I resort to my yellow goggles!
There is this strange thing about it…
You can see all, others can't see you;
Hold true, your own dear heart-
It will get thrown, trashed, broken;
Tie tight the yellow silken fogles
And don't forget your yellow goggles!
The superpower saves me…
When I doubt myself, when I doubt others,
When I browse through some unlikely feathers,
In shame, in emptiness, in cowardliness
In lying, in acceptance…
In not knowing, in knowing risky toggles
What keeps me going? My yellow goggles!