Her Beautiful Eyes is a poem about a blind girl... usually when we see a physically or mentally challenged person, we tend to be biased towards them. We think that those people are incapable of thinking, behaving or doing things the normal way... But God when takes away something from someone, he makes it a point to bless that person with other strengths. In this poem, I've tried to bring out the fact that even a physically challenged person is as much capable of doing normal things as we are... here the blind girl has same mysteries, same questions, similar dreams in her eyes... but we cease to notice them coz we are so full of our preconceived ideas... No one saw her beautiful eyes... No one saw The depth in her eyes, No one saw Her curious eyes, No one saw The secrets hidden in her eyes, No one saw The questions rising in her eyes! No one saw her beautiful eyes... No one understood The mysteries of the depth, No one understood Her
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