The Blind Man

Theme: We all act blind to each others sorrows & walk through life as a blind man who walks on the street.



Walking alone on life's street
We all want to keep away the heat
And always be in comfortable seat
A stick in hand to hold seems meet

Walking alone though the pain
Hear not the child crying or train
Others pains pouring like rain
What is the use, it all in great vain

We have our share of troubles
They too have their path of stones & pebbles
And they even face the torment of battles
It all happens when one's life baffles

Few men say paradise lost
Other grumble about the cost
Often mourning about grief's biting frost
Always tired and almost exhaust

Just stop a moment and think
Spare a second for a blink
Share someone's grief and rethink
Sorrows could vanish in just a wink