Colour Poem by Shankaran Kutty

Pray someone tell me what is colour
They speak of red, pink and blue
Of roses red, chrysanthemums pink
The seven that fill a rainbow’s hue

Does colour feel as rough as a bark
Or smooth as my frock of velvet
Sharp like the thorns in my garden rose
I asked everyone I met

Is colour something so tasty like
My favourite cookie treat
Or is it like a mango half ripe
Initially sour, then double sweet

My friends, my parents, my near and dear
I asked all, but still couldn’t find
What is colour or is that I couldn’t
Know it because I am blind