My Eyes Are Poem by Gajanan Mishra
Gajanan Mishra
My Eyes Are
My eyes are speaking something,
Listen to carefully.
My legs are doing something,
Mark it faithfully.
My hands are giving you some ideas,
Catch it there.
I am there on that sight,
Feel my pulse-beats.
Come with something to me,
Allow me to go with time.
I am there and I see nobody,
You are there and you discover every one.
Bridge the gaps, I said.
Hearing me you surrendered yourself.
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5/5/2024 7:44:32 AM # 1.0.0.1119
A very nice write.. the magic of eyes, legs, and hands has been superbly narrated through wonderful poetic imagination..! Loved your poem..!