I am the
one ,
in search
of those eyes
Which forensically view ,
a heart of endless sighs,
Neglecting the outward painted faces,
Ignoring the venom of life’s chases
Who just appreciate the eternal brilliance
Which I term as , a child’s innocence
Eyes which help the striving sylph
To reach scudding high, upto the cliff
Eyes which lave away my fear,
By giving a gesture of “yes I am here”
Just one perfectionist, invisible impalpable
Who prevent the resurrection of the evil?
I realised these eyes belong to him,
My faith is his home and he resides in.
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