**MORE THAN MEETS THE EYE.**
Sometimes there is more than meets the eye as there lies the red beating heart,
Hidden beneath the breathes, untouched yet dignified.
The oceans of magestic emotions, dwindle beside the thin face,
Sometimes they are monstersous, the others, simply plain.
Just as the reflection casted by the mirror, appears to be twisted upside down,
Sometimes that's how blissful are my sanguine feelings, distorted as I turn around.
The sheer lights of vivid aurora sparkles in my mind, followed by a sequence of gloaming night fall.
Its hard to find out which side do I belong. Am I they majestic winds or the abandoned forlorn thorn?
Sometimes there is more than meets the eye as some express themselves better while the others lie confined.
The croons of the soul at the distant hill, heard by those with far-sighted will,
Simply disspiates with the jovial wind,
Lies alone, the dwindling soul, encompassed by hurdles, so dark and impure.
Sometimes there is more than meets the eye as the life that seems reckless, simply needs deeper insight.
The twinkling moon hides behind the clouds but is bound to come out sometime,
Darkness is a mere phase for you need to let in the light.
Sometimes there is more than meets the eye for their lies the angel beside the devil for the entire life.
Battles are enormous, armies just one,
Single handedly fighting for existence is what enthralls life.
So you see, life is more than what meets the eye.
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Its another poem after long....
