How much different would the world appear Seen through the eyes of the blind?
Would there be anything called fear? Would we unhappiness find?
Dark from the start is the world of the blind, Seeing nothing but a space of its own – The view of the world concoctions of its mind, No mendicants, no kings on the throne.

Gold has no glitter nor glamour at all, For those without meaningful sight, Houris on earth, or a tavern’s call – What’s beauty in the shrouds of night? Basic wants and simple needs, Are all that the heart desires; The warmth of love and kind deeds, Greater than the warmest fires.

These you will find in abundant measure, Among those who cannot see, The simple joys of being together, And living as one family. So pity not the blind, folks, Perhaps they’re the ones to envy, Contentment for them is no hoax, As with those who jealously see.

(Ashok Sawhny is a prolific poet who has over 45 poetry books to his credit. He can be reached at ashoksawhny06.poems@gmail.com)

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