I was Blindfolded

What was a flower for me?
Something which bloomed every spring.
Something which made the garden looked beautiful.
It was just a mere little thing.
Until came, YOU.
Who opened that piece of cloth resting on my eyes.
And revealed the beauty to me which I missed.
While I was blindfolded.

What was rain for me?
A mere drizzle, a sensation of feeling the cold.
A mere feeling of wetness that covered my skin.
But I had no more feelings deep within.
Until came, YOU.
And made me realize that its just not water.
Its the harmony hugging you and taking you straight in arms.

What was sunlight for me?
An annoying beam of light,
Which made me count every worthless days.
Of living and dragging every bit and pieces,
Of the unsolved puzzle I tried to fix.
But then came YOU
Filling magic in every possible ways.
Making a mere sunlight a way of living more.
An irresistible feeling of water and sun on the shore.


All this while I had been blindfolded.
I believed what I was taught.
I was trapped and also caught.
I was told that I can't fly.
But now I do everyday.
I was blind and numb all the while.
I was astonished to the change.
My first flight as a bird,
My first first inner awakening.
My first feel of the softness that a flower holds.
I had never been here before.
I had never been impacted to the core,
Coz I have been blindfolded all this while.