The eyes

Confused eyes stare at me, seeking comfort , seeking clarity
A little jerk of the head, a slight tremor in the hands, invoking pity
A thousand different thoughts run wild in my head, as the eyes stare in vain
The person in front of me struggles to say something, all I could see are the eyes full of pain
The eyes seem to cloud, choked words come out , a faint cry "Help me"
I stare on helpless, the eyes call out to me , tthe eyes are all that I could see
I reach my hand out, heart beating furiously, a lone tear falls away from my palm
My head seems to spin, my breathing gets heavier, yet I keep looking on
The eyes suddenly seem to clear, a faint smile appears, I strain to hear the light murmur
I let out a loud gasp, my hand finds something solid, in front of me is a mirror..

Nivedita D

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