Orbs gifted by God that sees the world,
On closure the darkness completely surrounds,
Iris of various shades and colours serene,
Hiding emotions with the shapes of pupil.
Turns red when feelings overflow,
The happiness makes it sparkle and glow,
Eyelashes above saves the world from its beauty,
Not everyone has the gift of vision in their life.
A donation can help in times of need,
To differentiate between the hues of various things,
Capturing entities with minute details,
It saves in the memory box without a change.
The tears shed in happiness and pain,
Used to soothe the spirit from within,
Eyes are beautiful mirage letting me breathe,
It needs to see what the heart needs indeed.