DysLeXiA
By Jaskaran
They told me I’m dyslexic,
and that I ‘ ll always be
Disjointed
brain impulses
scramble my thoughts
I am- lost in the moment
held in twilight’s soft embrace
waves sun-kissed glisten
Their voices are lost
in the wind
and
the silent echo playing harmony in my ears
wields an astounding composition
of
“muddled-up letters”
I told them that slue bea,
sounds much better than blue sea
Ice-cream tastes much more licky
after inhaling a byte
your mouth
exhales the words
‘ iye criim’ being numb
with the frozen dessert
Rain stops falling
light mends through the still- misty sky
hope colors my world
They told me I’m dyslexic,
and that I ‘ ll always be.
But tHe alPhAbeT
is mUcH MoRe
beAuTifuL to Me
