What The Eyes Look For

When I find nothing unusual

My eyes are not intrigued

Something beyond archetypes

Nothing uneven, unexplored

Beyond yourself, the life precincts

A single narrative in different ways

Like a swirl of chosen phrases

A journey much anticipated

But there are restrictions

Running in a poorly designed maze

Similar themes occur in various ways

Characters mouthing dialogues

Or, the storyteller’s narrations

How long can one listen?

Some copied words

Without the qualified metaphors

Or imageries unseen

Something that can be felt

For the first time

Like two lovers meeting

Yearning for each other’s soul

Time yields big yawns

Every day feels exhausting

Where are those eyes

Who can look beyond

It is time to shift the consciousness

Before mundanities become fatal

It hurts diving into shallowness


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