The Eye Poem by Haruna Garba
The Eye
These twin spots
and oh, what they spot!
Shackled in dark room
Nuts is the eye
Homed in asylum
With its several ropes
Wacky is the eye
Secured in haven
Strapped in chains
Batty is the eye
Put in a home
Fastened in chains
Cracked is the eye
Wacky, batty, cracked
The eye knows no disgust
except of the vicinity
Wacky, batty, cracked
The eye knows no odium
except of the neighborhood
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4/27/2024 4:37:10 PM # 1.0.0.1119
It is so nice poem about eyes. Thanks for sharing.