My Eyes Reveal Poem by Aarzoo Mehek

2. For, is like peeing through the window into his/her bedroom. This gives us no peace.

In my childhood I had read a story, "The Mind-reading Machine ", a prized possession soon becomes a nuisance. And I believe, it is always better not to delve too deep into the other's mind.

All I need to do was to filter And cherish the best treasures. Great conclusion. Very well penned! Thanks for sharing, Aarzoo.

Thanks for your powerful eyes described in a very lucid and fine manner Aarzooji.

I like to collect rocks. Sometimes the best ones are the ones you hardly want to pick up; but then you turn them over, or cut them, or polish them, and the surprise is so pleasant!

Excellent poem.Very correct steps in the last stanza.Thanks for sharing.Top scores Dear Aarzoo.

Captivating. It's great that you have filtered out the gems from the heap of stones

Loved the last four valuable words. A beautiful poem...liked it

I cite your last two lines: All I need to do was to filter And cherish the best treasures.Excellently concluded, gorgeous poem.5 Stars full score.