There just <br />Purple flowers of climbers <br />My toddler play <br />Fresh air <br />Some intense déjà vu <br />Very briefly <br />I breathed I saw <br />On my blind spot <br />The white of the teeth <br />Tenderest smile <br />Sweetest afternoon <br />When the shadows were just down <br />Two hands <br />Besides my cradle <br />Wooden <br />Lullaby of the musical rhythm <br />Connecting me <br />To my mother <br />My nature <br />What hope was I <br />What happiness brought I <br />What am I <br />What shall be I <br />Seeing myself <br />On my blind spot <br />10/11/2009<br /><br />Sadiqullah Khan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/on-my-blind-spot/
