The Magic of Your Eyes
How is your magic in these eyes?
The mind is incontrollable for meeting you now.
Now stop,do not stop me from my heart.
I do not have any control over me now.
I go to the lost saw in your eyes.
I am able to relax with you.
Your happiness also makes sense.
In your nostrils,
I'm too injured your crying makes me cry too.
You laugh, peace comes to me.
How is your magic in these eyes?
The mind is incontrollable for meeting you now.
Copyright © Kishan Sharma | Year Posted 2018
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