It is said, words are mightier than the sword, but eyes speak the best language, as they are the mirror of the soul. In my poem I have let the eyes melt into the heart without any words to support them. Have you ever seen yourself in this mirror of the soul?
MIRROR OF THE SOUL
Neither the face, nor the vivid circumstances,
It was his eyes, which made all the difference,
Never they spoke and it was not a hinderence,
As the eyes were the words for reference.
In my heart, his eyes spoke, there is a sprain,
She wanted to blink for a breath, but she sustain,
Least she miss the words, soaked in blood and pain,
He also struggled hard to stop the fight between his heart and brain.
It was time to depart and say bon voyage,
But the words still refused to come out…
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