Everything about you has changed
your hair and your feet,
the way you walk, that day
when I had to hear you talk
the pain makes me bleed.
Oh dear ! how it used to be
the fresh smell of your beauty
the gentle grip of your wrists
tangled uncombed hair on your shoulder
your crisp smile filled with purity
Your presence now rakes up all those memories
what once was divine serenity
has now become an eyesore
for how much ever you try
the only thing you can never hide
are your big expressive eyes
I can see myself in them, tattered and beaten
these will keep reminding me again and again
and such is to bear this pain, it will never change
Times change, humans change in their body and nature. But the only thing that remains constant is the eye, since birth eyes are the same and that is why they are able to tell the whole story.