Eyes Without Face Poem by Abhishek Jandial
Eyes Without Face
Every night, two eyes gaze me.
Every sight, them seem unforeseen.
In my bed, I try to recognise them but I can't.
With the rising sun, the whole dream is lost.
Thinking how fast the night has passed.
Every morning, only ashes are left.
I consign to it but not to its gleam.
But the blue of ocean, the blue of sky.
The blue of HER eyes changes my arms to wings.
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