All those who have this, will have something to say.
They know they can if they can see what they know.
Even no to the pause held altogether between two ears.
Tied thread from end to another , a taste of wisdom.
Apt touch that glass, its magical vision.
Through eyes and clear the world apart appears.
Silver golden could it be, as money you throw.
Bold rainbow could it be, as coins you throw.
No sweats its intelligence mesmerized .
Mirror weak it can't hold on, long as ages go on.
That sharp lens knows the path, destined.
That blue green shades set on lore sparkling.
Take em' together , forget get yourself lost.
Between blur world and dark destiny!
Yetesh Sharma
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