A gaze that looks upon
The teary eyes
Saying goodbyes
To all the vows it took
For the young blood
That flowed in the veins
Of the fetus...
A gaze that knows...
That knows those eyes were blurred
By all the failures it had seen
And the grand failure
that was yet to come...
But why is the gaze still on those eyes?
Why is still a hopeless hope left
In those eyes,
In that body that died long ago.
That gaze is a thing of beauty
But a fling of heaviness
That crushes the tiny shoulders
Which once were proudly straight.
Why is everything so baffling?
Why are the dreams crumbling?
Why is the gaze still on those eyes?
A gaze that looks upon
The teary eyes
Saying goodbyes
To all the vows it took
For the young blood
That flowed in the veins
Of the fetus...
- Yatika Jena ðŸ’
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