Rosy eyes wake me every night,
Drunken gaze steals my senses bright.
Silent I stand, words fade away,
When royal eyes cross my way.
Your heart is written on your face,
Yet bookish eyes hide every trace.
I spoke my heart, revealed it all,
What if those eyes now make a call?
I thought before I told my tale,
Now judging eyes will set my scale.
At times they make me live, then die,
Veiled eyes don’t let me fly.
One sharp glance, hearts go weak,
Have you seen eyes play their trick?
The world’s cruelty breaks me apart,
Yet noble eyes teach me to restart.
11.40pm 23 March 2025
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