Eye and I

I see those things which don’t exist
I touch those things because I couldn’t resist
Like dry wind I was moving around
I went everywhere and ” nothing ” I found.

Time said bye by passing smirk
And in that time I “nothing” learnt,
People came and people go
All I said was, please go slow…

It became a routine of my life
To see my “I” being cut by knife,
Every cut left an ugly scar,
My open wound gave a new avatar…

My eye and I breached my trust,
Eye met someone and I got rust
This new avatar trampled the “I”
And tears rolled down from the eye…