THE THIRD EYE @auramag
Category : POETRY

And then I fixed my telescope
towards the sky all stars filled
but oh! I could not see much more….
much more than the milky way…..!
So I cried upon my misery
but then I heard that strange voice
“The power of eyes can not less be
you could see that’s in disguise”

Hearing this I wiped my eyes
and straightened to hear it further
…..and it continued further….
“Drop thy telescope down,
and bring a heart that can appreciate
and then look with your bare eyes
towards the dark stretched skies.”
Saying this the voice faded
and I searched myself for a heart
but then again began to cry.


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