~ a fictional poem
the haya in those eyes
glare with which he looked beside
couldn’t read much of the face
a lit in the glimpse I could find
eyes shone brighter
as he looked at the sky
hidden and treasured emotions
in the lens dark and bright
seldom vague expression
but a vast world to dive
seldom broken
but hardly has he cried
less talk and eyes lowered
for the law he get to abide
the haya in those eyes.
~Simra
