A blind man's world

A feeling which I want you to know, 

From the one whose world was is and will always be dark, 

For the eyes were not my accessories from birth.

Have always tried to see the world as told to me, 

They say that birds fly in the sky, 

They say that foliage is green, 

They say that flowers are colorful,  

They say that oceans are so blue.

But the voices in my head have shown me a world so different, 

They say that sky is green,
And with each passing day it changes color.

They say that foliage is blue,
And with mood it changes its chroma.

They say that oceans are yellow, full of life, 
And are the places without any bonds.

They say that flowers are so colorful, so beautiful, 
And they fly in the sky.

They say that everything is in harmony and serenity,
All you need to do is feel it. 

They say that just imagine and the world will be your imagination,

Sometimes I feel it too,

Isn't it so true.