Category : Poems

Sub Category : N/A

Having no words, 
Yet I spoke. 
Having no eyesight,
Yet I admired. 
I had no breeze, 
Still I breathed. 
I lived in a wonderful world, 
Where there is no worries, 
In a world there is no prejudice,
A wonderful world there is no hatred, 
I live in a wonderful world of mesmerising,
That is my mother's womb.