Shooter's Eye Poem by Kanaga Subramanian

In his youthful days
Without speaking a word
He can penetrate a heart
Holding her by his mind,
Aiming her by his heart,
Triggering one of his eyes
By pulling its lid front and back
He produced quick rounds of introductory fire,
Signaling his love to his Cleopatra
After the exchange of several rounds of deliberate fire
An eye for an eye
Made their love blind;
While shooting bullets
He winks his eye again
Knowing that
Without speaking a word
He can penetrate a heart
Like a snail sliding into its coil
His one eye shuts into its cover
Now with one eye left open
He became that person with the third eye!
Eyes speaking of love
Eyes fighting for sovereign wrath
Eyes appearing to the outside world
Or the internal mystic mind's eye
How many eyes does a shooter have?
None or one...Two or more
Friends please tell,
You might have admired the wide open water penetrating
Shrunken eyes of saintly heron!