In the bustling streets of the city,
Where people come and go,
I see a pair of eyes in the crowd,
Telling a story only they know.

They are a deep shade of blue,
Like the ocean on a stormy day,
They hold a hint of mystery,
Drawing me in, in every way.

In those eyes, I see pain and sorrow,
Etched in every line and crease,
But there's also a glimmer of hope,
A longing for inner peace.

They have seen the highs and lows,
Of life's relentless tides,
But they remain resilient and strong,
In spite of all the rides.

I wonder what lies behind those eyes,
What...