Colours, lights, sweets, joy... Colours, lights, sweets, joy...

This poem is about the instant verdicts made by judges. This poem is about the instant verdicts made by judges.

Neither is blind, but are heedless in discern. Neither are deaf but are foolish to concede than t... Neither is blind, but are heedless in discern. Neither are deaf but are fooli...

I can’t understand the secrecy of life on the whole. I can’t understand the secrecy of life on the whole.

My India To A Glory Of Pride. My India To A Glory Of Pride.