I look at your eyes lost in your phone, moving from one edge of your iPhone to the other. You read something and type. You are wearing a smartwatch. You look at it and you keep your phone upside down on the table and Damn! You look at me and I look at you. Your eyes are peculiar, I try comprehending the color of your iris, it’s not too dark, it’s not too light, they look like honey.
Read a Hindi poem on my blog from the world of 1sha 2015.
On the request of international readership, who can’t read Hindi, but understand it, I am presenting two different parts of the poem for them.
Thanks to all the lovely readers out there. Happy Reading!