With Your Two Eyes
With your two eyes, with your two eyes,
You tied me and pulled me
With a small smile, a naughty smile,
You pushed me away and ran to hide
Few days when I come to speak to you
On coming in front of you
I think that a look is enough and so
I move away without talking to you
That which both the eyes write,
A colorful poem, is love,
There is no word, no sound in it,
It is possible to read it even in silence.
Neither is it night nor is it day,
Will I be able to spend such time with you,
Which prevent us from being touched and from touching each,
Will such distances be reduced at that time.
I wish to lean on your lap,
On the other hand something prevents me from doing so,
This is a story which I have not yet told anyone else.
With your two eyes, with your two eyes,
You tied me and pulled me
With a small smile, a naughty smile,
You pushed me away and ran to hide
A place where waves don't reach and the wind does not blow,
My heart being such a place how did you enter it,
Not the body but something else which does not have any form,
Like God you came and mixed yourself with me.
Today I don't have any other thought in me other than you
Now onward my soul is not mine
Even death is not a barrier for me to live with you.
That which both the eyes write,
A colorful poem, is love,
There is no word, no sound in it,
It is possible to read it even in silence.
Few days when I come to speak to you
On coming in front of you
I think that a look is enough and so
I move away without talking to you
With your two eyes, with your two eyes,
You tied me and pulled me
With a small smile, a naughty smile,
You pushed me away and ran to hide
Copyright © Ankur Mazumder | Year Posted 2016
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