People often say that eyes are the window of the soul.
Why? Maybe because we can easily tell lies with our lips + tongue, but the eyes.. They wouldn't be able to lie.
There'll be a spark in My eyes if I feel happy and content,
There'll be a flicker on them, should I feel doubt
There'll be a glint, that reflected the spirit and light from the opponent's eyes
They will be fluttering with worries and mysterious lies
And they will Shine like a lighthouse, looking at his eyes.
They will be empty with sorrow and sadness
And blazing hot with rage and madness
They will be steaming hot with passion,
And soften with compassion,
The eyes, the smile and their brilliant ray
An open book, people may say.
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.. my eyes = my feelings
#another unimportant writing
-R
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