Those evil hideous eyes. Those evil hideous eyes.

The poem describes eye's as the storyteller. The poem describes eye's as the storyteller.

Lucky are those Who repose Trust in god And walk on road Lucky are those Who repose Trust in god And walk on road

Those were the days when the world was mine. Those were the days when the world was mine.

Unlucky maybe those Who choose not to pick up the thread Unlucky maybe those Who choose not to pick up the thread

A touching poem about loneliness in old age or when abandoned. Missing the ones gone in small, every... A touching poem about loneliness in old age or when abandoned. Missing the ones ...