Su Ben Poet Narrative

I and My Sunglasses

I cannot see a thing in this world without a pair of sunglasses 
because world is so bright that it blinds my eyes.

No one, I suppose, can see my eyes behind sunglasses 
I can see everything through darkness of the shade of lenses I wear.  

The outlines of the objects may not be sharp as they should 
and they are colorless 
they are still recognizable as they ought to be.

Although the people say that life is full of hope and promise
because there is a rainbow;
the world is full of romance because there are the beautiful roses, 
I saw no colorful rainbow as the others say that always appears 
in the sky after the rain, nor flowers of dazzling brightness 
the others always admire when long-awaited spring comes around.  

To me, however, nothing changes its color or reshapes its outlook; 
everything looks the same as before, nothing changes its shape. 

I comfort myself from time to time 
compared to those sightless people who live in total darkness, 
something that bothers me is always hanging over my head and 
that is overly blessed people. They wear robes of arrogance and 
walk on their way looking down upon others.  

To put it another way, the real motive I am wearing sunglasses 
may not be my eyesight but to hide my weakness from those 
high-headed snobs.

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Ovidiu Bocsa July 24, 2015 at 2:26 PM I feel like a cat tasting from the moon cookie.From there the world is little, but I enjoyed it as living in your poem. As Adorno said about world seen through the experience shivers Su Ben July 25, 2015 at 8:10 PM Thank you for the good word.