My Eyes Complain... Poem by TADASHA TRIPATHY
My Eyes Complain...
My eyes complain about
The dark circles below them
Once they asked me
Why are you not taking care?
I answered
There are no more tears to flow
There are no dreams to see
No colours to glow
No questions to ask
No answer to give
Nothing to say
But the way of
Nonverbal communication
Is still waiting,
It's symbol of labour
It's the symbol of life
I have a beautiful specs
For you to cover the region.
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4/19/2024 9:15:48 PM # 1.0.0.1119
There's always questions to ask and answers given.