My Eyes Poem by Freidoon Ranjbar
My Eyes
My eyes
O ʼ my eyes, you are tools of seeing,
tsunami of madness (war) ,
ugliness of those who say bad words,
beauty of natural beauties,
glory of a mother who kisses her daughter,
glory of those who help others,
glory of growing flower,
glory of those who invent something to solve a problem,
on the whole youare tools of seeing ugliness and beauty,
I hope to see more beauties
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