Eyes are conveyors most true
express all feelings inwardly bru
Accepting and returning in liu
Opening vents when pain doth sue!
None need to speak more words
smash others with edged swords
It holds experiences with records
Empathizing sensitively it prods!
It speaks without shredding part,
leaves on cheeks,dews of untold thwart !
They smile expressing each bit of joy,
And close when they avert or coy!
Its iris plays mischief, a little boy.
Chances cleverly, quits with tactic ploy!
Holds no tools yet aptly on call,is laced,
Tries tricks tactfully when hurdle faced!
leaves no clue for observers to be traced,
Closed are its doors when they’re chased!
Mischief innumerable on victims they play
Lack labour, tend moments , colorful gay!
With pours of love and hate, they sauvely pay,
Differing slightly,there’s an emitting ray!
Physically they’re one’s bosom companion,
Connected ever to divine inner pinion
However multiple may be your opinion
Eternally they procure secrets of planned sinion!