A SHORT POEM

EYES
- CHINMOYEE SUR
They make a pair

They are true.

They never lie

As the lips do.

They may be black

They maybe brown.

Two little oceans

In which lovers drawn,

The feelings they convey

The emotions they express

A glean of joy

A stream of distress.

When they are closed,

The world is asleep

When they are open

He's like a river so deep,

They are like mirrors

Which reflect the state of heart.

And prove to the world

That living is indeed an Art.