This happens to be my first poem, written way back when I was a high schooler. This thought was triggerred in my mind after seeing a blind man, sitting and happily singing. I was in a bus which had stopped to pick up people from a stop, and I happened to watch him from my window, for a few fleeting moments. And here's what came out of it:
Light
A futile dream, for me
Colour
Only in words, for me
Darkness
The eternal friend of mine
Blind
Am I, for the world around.
But, my heart,
As I think,
Is 'as bright
As the Sun'.
For
Never I curse
Or
Be angry
With the One
Who made me blind!!
Light
A futile dream, for me
Colour
Only in words, for me
Darkness
The eternal friend of mine
Blind
Am I, for the world around.
But, my heart,
As I think,
Is 'as bright
As the Sun'.
For
Never I curse
Or
Be angry
With the One
Who made me blind!!
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