Beyond the perfect winged eye liner,
And the gorgeous shade of the eyes,
Is a different half-shattered soul,
Who is in search of its actual wings.

Deep inside this ocean,
Lies the real person,
Whose smile hides the broken pieces,
But eyes speak it out aloud.

Every blink of the eyes,
Unfolds a new story,
Some are beautiful, some are disturbing,
But what matters is the true chronology.

Not always is this story sad,
The happy chapters are seen too,
But is it enough for the eyes,
To be satisfied with just these things?

There’s sorrow, There’s struggle,
Every eye has it’s own history,
But the dreams in these eyes,
Is what the eyes are waiting to see.

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