Disabled Poem by Anil Kumar Panda

You can't sing a song I know
You can't play a violin I know
You can weave the magic of
Spring into your hair and let a
Sweet fragrance from it to flow

You can't take a walk I know
You can't sit by me I know
You can set clouds into the sky
With the smile of a virgin lass
And let them in sunshine glow

You can't pluck a flower I know
You can't chase butterflies I know
You can sit by the window all
Through the night and watch
The moon and stars moving low

You can't run to the water I know
You can't play in the eddy I know
As evening descends on the land
You hold the doors tight and laugh
As birds fly down to nests in a row