Eyes, the mirror of our soul, say a lot of unsaid things. Eyes of your beloved can be a source of joy, anguish, passion or just plain turn on...
Black and sparkling bright-
Mischievous and naughty-
When look into my eyes,
Penetrate my soul,
Reach down to core,
Stirring up a storm-
Disturbing, yet pleasant-
Make my heart hop, skip,
Jump and take a leap
Into the realm of fantasy,
Raising my spirits
Soaring in the sky,
I want to fly...
And when they passion-filled,
With longing in them still
Of our previous night-
When you loved with all you might-
look deep into my eyes,
My heart melts like a snowflake
that falls on the hot spring
evaporating in a trice...
Deep sinks in my belly
My pulse begins to tally
With rising and falling
Of your heaving breast ...
And when sometimes with anguish,
they moisten-up a bit-
Your long eye lashes
hood them over like curtains
fluttering into the wind.
My heart sinks with them
into abysmal depths.
My pain is cataclysmic-
It wants to absorb your pain...
And when crystal clear
Your soul peeps through them,
Transparent and honest,
Earnest and sincere,
They confess their love to me,
I can't contain my joy,
My eyes brim-over.
And you pick up a tear
sliding down my face,
Hold it against light and say:
Here is my precious pearl ...
My heart begins to swirl...
Author: Zoya Zaidi
Aligarh (UP),India
Copyright©: Zoya Zaidi
26. 09. 2006; 11.06 AM
Just found this poem in my files...
Poetry by Zoya Zaidi
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Written on 2012-01-04 at 20:23
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Your Eyes
Your eyes,Black and sparkling bright-
Mischievous and naughty-
When look into my eyes,
Penetrate my soul,
Reach down to core,
Stirring up a storm-
Disturbing, yet pleasant-
Make my heart hop, skip,
Jump and take a leap
Into the realm of fantasy,
Raising my spirits
Soaring in the sky,
I want to fly...
And when they passion-filled,
With longing in them still
Of our previous night-
When you loved with all you might-
look deep into my eyes,
My heart melts like a snowflake
that falls on the hot spring
evaporating in a trice...
Deep sinks in my belly
My pulse begins to tally
With rising and falling
Of your heaving breast ...
And when sometimes with anguish,
they moisten-up a bit-
Your long eye lashes
hood them over like curtains
fluttering into the wind.
My heart sinks with them
into abysmal depths.
My pain is cataclysmic-
It wants to absorb your pain...
And when crystal clear
Your soul peeps through them,
Transparent and honest,
Earnest and sincere,
They confess their love to me,
I can't contain my joy,
My eyes brim-over.
And you pick up a tear
sliding down my face,
Hold it against light and say:
Here is my precious pearl ...
My heart begins to swirl...
Author: Zoya Zaidi
Aligarh (UP),India
Copyright©: Zoya Zaidi
26. 09. 2006; 11.06 AM
Just found this poem in my files...
Poetry by Zoya Zaidi
Read 1304 times
Written on 2012-01-04 at 20:23
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