believe it


I have not seen air,
I have not seen kings.
A blind has not seen anything
but he believes in everything,
With the stick he counts the floor
Believing that he will reach.
But we. with useless eye.
seeing all things-with ignorance
I am on the right way
as hurdles strike me
But gives me a pain.Why?
Because of unbelief
But now it does not pain me. Why?
Like the blind but with eye
Start believing
Now I can see anything
If does not exist I will make it appear
And the world is left with words:
now, "it's possible"

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i am writing this poem after getting inspire from Helen keller that if she with lot of disabilities can do many thing then why people say it is not possible just because they do not believe themself.