Eyes with my face

I looked at the eyes,
I notice many one,
With many colours,
Black, brown, green or dun.

Or gestures as many,
Anger, pity, hatred or love,

I saw large eyes

But hey!
Those were mine,
Looking out of mirror,
Stopped by their sign,
I noticed they were,
No more mine,
I was looking at someone,
Who had my face,
But left its sun,
Left the soul out of it.

-Umang Kumar Rathi
22 October 05