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Eyes but no Vision

Short story By: Khano
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How many times have you looked upon the world, seeing, but not seeing?


Submitted:Jul 22, 2011    Reads: 103    Comments: 36    Likes: 17   


~It is my honor and pleasure to dedicate this to the brilliant Mahejabeen Hossain~

Eyes but no Vision

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The Eye: I swim in the ecstasy of love stories, my friend. Tell me of a man. The features of a Greek God. The body of a beast.

The Vision: Shall I tell you, my friend, of such a man that has siezed my affection?

The Eye: Tell me. Relate to me of this beaut.

The Vision: His eyes are pools of tenderness, depths of wisdom I wish to drown in.

The Eye: How does he observe you? Does he fall prey to your beauty?

The Vision: He is blind, my friend. Yet he speaks of a world more illumated than this I live in.

The Eye: Tell me of his lips?

The Vision: Such an exquisite portal to his heart. The voice that flows from within, is the music of knowledge, the melody of integrity and the song of sincerity.

The Eye: Does he whisper such thoughts of romance and lust that makes you quaver?

The Vision: He whispers the words of foresite and contentment that make me cry.

The Eye: Show me an image of this man?

The Vision: You have seen him, my friend. The young man who lies in hospital.

The Eye: My dear Lord! How repulsive! His body is ravaged with cancer. His skin is painted the shades of death!

The Vision: Yes.

The Eye: But he is ugly.

The Vision: Yet he is beautiful...

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