Creativity Stabbed !!

Beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder

Eyeless beauty, blind creativity, vision less spectators
Expressions cordoned, voice silenced and souls assassinated!
The blue azure suffused with sunlight and adorned with intangible feather like clouds and birds chirping fading the owls hooting. Serendipity at its best or natures call!
Alas! My heart pains to see that there is none to witness the grandeur of God. His mighty creations neglected and 'WE' not so worthy unable to patronize His works.
The noon beckons bees move out to nector flower dancing and singing the sweet song. Birds nesting their young ones, love birds cooing love songs. Sparrows flying back home making beautiful patterns in the sky. The Sun looks down upon the earth in victory and the golden earth glares back dauntless.
Oh!! There is no one yet again to savor it and feast their eyes. The roads are lonely and isolated looking like a parched heath. No motion, no commotion just trees swaying and leaves falling and being trampled.
Nobody bothers to worry about the number of deaths a plant suffers each day. With no funeral and no elegy to its name. No condolences offered. This is how 'WE' behold beauty.
The night falls in the sky is adorned with stars and the emperor of the night the Moon, but nobody credits the sun for sacrificing its light to the moon. The stars twinkle like naughty eyes. Trying to suffuse the surrounding with silver silk light in order to overcome the darkness.Yet again there is no one to romance the night. Nobody to tell, how beautiful the moon is?
And 'WE' busy with the hollow baseless things in life and fighting with oneself filling the emptiness, feeding the pessimist within them and whats left is just cold eyes, emotions lost and eyes have become dumb and fail to say anything the silence is not anymore golden and the skills of appreciation acknowledgment lost. Encouragement and motivation is devoured. And the dead soul drowned in the ocean of hollowness.