I saw, a mirror in front.
No lies, no deception—it's blunt.
Whenever I took a deep breath, and stood near,
I see eyes in the mirror.

Joyous sometimes, sometimes gloom,
Pretty-pretty eyes, judging whom?
Of course it's me, being judged by my eyes,
I'm idiotic too, but at the same time I'm wise.

Sometimes they leak, sometimes they blink,
In the deep brown ocean, where I sink.
Kind to me sometimes, sometimes fuming,
They witness my unkemptness before the final grooming.

Oh pretty eyes, you hold such depth,
My soul indulged, they behold every breath.
I see you, and I'm the only one you see—
Stop the scrutiny, please set me free.

You shed tears when I cry,
From you, I can't hide things, even after I try.
You crinkle at the corners when I smile,
You disappear when I close my eyelids for a while.

I see eyes in the mirror
Every day—
Deep brown with depth,
Which always stay.

Including everything,
They hold love for me too.
Oh eyes in the mirror,
I love you.

-Aditi Hayaran (Larkspur)