Eyes-Poem

Let me go now like a scent of the fragrance

But your eyes make me evocate again and again

Why does it have to be the eye's remembrance

Are these illusions by you good witch

Or is my heart not accepting this

Can my eye sin to your eye

Or does iris forget yours

Maybe all these are illusions of my

Heart of this broken lover

Remembered you like a sparrow

You broke the cage and flew

You are the embarcadero

And the boat rescue

Oh my deja-vu