Making Sense of Senses

by Venkat

I am not
what you see
but to be seen
by eyes of thought

I am not
what you touch
but to be felt
by nerves of heart

I am not
what you hear
but to be listened
by ears of interest

I am not
what you smell
but to be smelled
by nose of love

I am not
what you taste
but to be relished
By tongue of desire

5 Comments to “Making Sense of Senses”

  1. my eyes are now blind / my fingers numb / my ears deaf / my nose stuffed / my taste of the earth / still i am . . .

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