By Kumar Ghimire
Perceptions paint the world,
Each with their own
Lens of preconceptions.
Only an infant remains unpainted,
Blind to the art of presupposition.
The white clouds in the blue sky,
Perceived as dark,
When viewed through darkened lenses
In the garden, bloom to unravel secrets;
A revelation for the inquisitive,
Putting on the glasses of inquiry.
If you mask with restricted sight,
And the boundless sky shrinks to confinement,
Life mirrors the chosen spectacles,
Determining the hues of the lens
Through which you peer into the eye called life.
Kumar Ghimire is a poet from Nepal. He writes poems in Nepali and English language. His poems have been published in International Times, Ink Pantry, Synchronized Chaos, Grey Thoughts etc.
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