Your Eyes

Your Eyes short poem

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I have looked deep into your eyes and I can see your soul.
Did you know that your eyes speak so much?
I have heard your eyes telling me how happy you are when you see me.
And I know that your happiness is merely in the seeing
I don’t have to do or say anything, I know what your eyes tell me
They have told me about the mischief your mind is upto
The images of what you want to do are dancing in your eyes
They have spoken to me at length about how wonderful your dreams are
And I have fallen in love with your dreams because your eyes have asked me to
They have spoken to me about your fears
I have seen those dark clouds gather in your eyes and I will fight bravely to clear them all
They have spoken to me about triumph
And I have cheered like that was my soul’s purpose
You eyes spoke to me about your sadness
And when those tears flow from them, I will hold them in my hands and gently wash them away
I have seen love, hate, anger, joy, mischief, sadness and every sentiment you’ve experienced.
I cannot promise to put in words everything I know, but just know that your window opens into mine and together we’ll see the world

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Veeraraghavan
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Nice one…

asoke kumar mitra
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what a lovely write, superb imagery………

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