It is these ears that make noise
And blame
On tornadoes, earthquakes and musical instruments
These ears are very clever
They become numb many times
It is these shoes that change their gait
And blame
On pride, vanity and busyness
This shoe is very restless
It falls asleep in the loneliness of dignity
It is these hands that are loose
And blame
On heaviness, triviality and roughness
These hands are very timeless
They call themselves unarmed historians
It is this attitude that is in its senses
And blames
On missingness, loneliness and love
This attitude is very clownish
It promises to compensate
It is these eyes that cannot see
And blame
On light, moon and dreams
These eyes are very unemployed
It is pain that is unhappy
And blames
On the heart, silence and loneliness
This pain is very festive
Dominates over laughter
It is the back that embraces people
And blames
On inferiority, age limit and armies
This back is bleeding
It shelters the chest
It is love that is uprooted
And blames
On swamp, fate and simplicity
This love is very fond of
It dries up like negatives even in dark rooms
Thank you so much for reading. Have a great day 😊🙏. @vikbuddy
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