PAIN IN MY EYES.

I wish my eyes could speak,

I wish your ears could understand the vernacular of my raining eyes,

I wish my eyes could explain to you what my heart feels for you,

I know the anger-filled in me can force my tongue to speak the lie,

But my eyes are so candid and innocent that they do not hide my feelings,

Out of anger, even if I close them, they still see you,

I may persuade it a hundred times that you are not mine,

They still do not obey me and keep searching for you,

They keep dreaming of you,

A mysterious sanguinity keeps them open that they will once again capture you,

I know they are naïve; I know you are gone; I know you will never return,

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But still, they keep burning in indefinite confidence that you will come back to kiss them,

I laugh at their innocence, and they laugh back at me with assurance,

Now I realize that I should never obey my heart in love,

Because nature itself displays before us that it is never on the right side,

Only after getting hurt, it comprehends that it was wrong,

Unfamiliar pain pierces it, sending abrupt tremors to the entire body, making it inoperable,

The pleasure of love last for just a moment,

But why does the pain of love remain forever?

But after this break up in love,

I have started loving all the broken things because I know their pain and suffering.