Thursday 19 November 2015

My Eyes

When you went away, 
That evening
Disappeared into 
The thick mist
Leaving my bare eyes, 
A bit moist..
My eyes, even today 
Are wide open
As if searching you, 
Before their lids shut..
What am I to say , 
How to console them ?
My poor eyes... 
Bereft of you..
Almost frozen !
They dream no more, 
Day or night..
They glance no more 
Towards the starry sky
Oh my eyes... 
Poor eyes... 
They are gone
Before me... 
They have gone stray ... 
They have lost themselves
Before I have lost I !

~Manjuri~

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