The little baby is in the reflections on
unknown fear,
How it responds in his little mind we do not understand.
We do not know your fear, and everything
unclear,
Nor we predict your hypnotic shares on worldly
ambers.
We see your eyes only, which are seizure of
images
Those are contents of the Arjun’s eyes pointed
at reflections
To fish’s eyes, and the baby wants to shoot likewise,
The baby’s vision, the lotus spirit of heavenly
gazing.
We only see drops of white tears coming down
cheeks,
The tender stalks dwindling on soft skin, like
diamond tears.
i like the image of the tears being like stalks
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