Each eye holds a story:
The tale of love, pain, regret, and loss.
Every gaze knows the sorrow of loss,
The fears they endure,
The loops that ensnare them
Into a whirlwind of confusion —
To be happy or sad?
The unsung songs of sorrow,
The unread stories of happiness,
The unwritten words of trust.
Each holds a mystery.
©shamaya
S