Glass

Old When I see glass on your eyes I lost my tears because I want to see you clearly What you are hiding in your heart For me I do have eye glass but I don't use it because I want to sanch movements of your care also I am not that much younger than you My respect I sanch many Small instrument from your side but your smile and tune of language can't See we are in a cage of time you are taking naps I am cleaning your glass that next day an idiot fellow left his words........ old but golden glass Krishna maam With love all Jagdish bajantri