if i can taste the rays of light,
relish the flavors of the stars,
will it be sweet, will it be sour,
can it be savored from afar?
if i can see a classic tune,
watch the splendor of progressing scales,
will it be bright, can it be pictured,
can face of silence be ever captured?
if i can hear the taste of wine,
delight in melody of luscious meals,
will it be blues, will it be jazzy,
can music fill my hungry belly?
if i can touch the smell of flowers,
feel the fragrance of summer breeze,
will it be rough, will it be smooth,
can sweet aroma rub my foot?
if i can smell the sense of gladness,
sniff the pain and mild caress,
will it be foul, will it be scented,
can i inhale and be contented?
at times i couldn’t help but wonder,
how contrary the world could be,
to look reality in the eye,
perceive the things we cannot see.
Comment (1)
I love this poem. It is excellent. Ever since I’ve heard about synesthesia, I’ve wanted to do the same thing and try to capture the sensation through art. Right now I’m writing a novel where my main character has the disorder. I just thought it was awesome to see someone else who had the same idea, or a similar one anyway.