Eyes

It blinks from far, two being equally apart
Never tends to break one's heart, if you choose the brightest star
Acts as an attorney of love where hatred resides
And fights for the truth when lie reaches high
Seldom sheds, but if ever does, the nature itself cries
Its the best medium to spread happiness
Even without uttering a monosyllabic voice
Indeed the God himself speaks that nothing can be better than your eyes...