I saw the sun on a blind day

[Omar Khalifah]

Pigments of truth hurt the wounds.
Hands from the dirt
attempt to catch the light and
hope is mysteriously rouge.
I saw the sun on a blind day.

Ribbons of smoke and ashes
touch tips of flashes.
Beyond the mask are eyes
remissly unsighted.
This is the moment I penetrate
the crevices of yours.
A bundle of my heart pulses;
kept drowning, a symphony clamors.
I saw the sun on a blind day.


 

[Michaels Lyric]

Nice job. I feel this one. Flows, effortlessly. 

[Omar Khalifah]

@Michaels Lyric thank you for the reading.