When i look in those eyes,

I could not help but surmise.

Aren’t these mirror to one’s soul?

They say d most stories left untold.

The pain of heartache

That can’t be masked

Even by Smiling face

The feel of joy and delight

That words can’t describe

Sparkle of eyes say all right

Be a mysterious ploy

Or Reluctance of a coy

Everything is unveiled

With a blink of an eye

Eyes,Twinkle and Roar

No longer a thought

Is immured by any door

And Thats the beauty of eyes

They speak in silence

But there is no voice

With every blink U only RisE

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