I can know everything ,
even after you conceal all
oh my dear you can tell lie
but trust me eyes are real.

The windows of your sorrows
reflect very well and ,
the reason a connection we seal,
my eyes are real and they heal.

When doubt clouds your heart,
look into my eyes they reflect well.
In their gaze you'll find no deceit,
as my eyes are real,they can read your soul.

My eyes are sparkle how ,
stars does at night
when darkness decends ,
they reflect their lights.

A reflection of every joy and tear,
eyes are them to like a mirror.
With every blink they convey a tale.
trust me dear my eyes are real
and they will be real...





© Minakshyee Nayak