What Is It That You Think? Poem by Avinash Nair

What is it that you think, with your

Eyes fixated somewhere in between

Tense reality and subliminal thoughts?

Is it about life that you think?

Or is it about something else?

Has anyone ever told you that your eyes

Reach the peak of their beauty,

When they indulge with you in your thoughts? ...

Do you ever chance upon the thoughts of me?

No, not intentionally but just casually.

I mean when the mass of thoughts

That you have accumulated over

A period of time flows across your mind,

Does some stray thought, do remind

You of me? Perhaps even my face?

I think I'm asking for too much!

No, you misread my intentions.

It's not your fault, it's never been.

I mean instead of interpreting me

In a general sense,

Think of me as an admirer of you.

And we both serve our purpose,

You of existing so beautifully

And me of admiring you!