7 Colours

The Sun beamed with ecstasy,

And the clouds roared with tears of joy.

The winds added harmony to nature’s taste.

The trees swayed along with nature’s pace,

and the blooming Earth embellished nature’s face.

The glistening rays met the glinting drops,

A picturesque creation reminding the love from God.

Futile

The one born without vision longed to see, to express his opinion without fear of fallacy.

The one born without voice
longed to speak, to express his opinion in his words of wisdom .

The one born without ears
longed to hear, to express his opinion by listening to with love .

The one born with everything decided to remain deaf, blind and mute.