Convincing Eyes
Thy eyes,I remember,that met of mine,
Frozen seconds,minutes and so hours fine,
Fiendish to crawl;I must’ve thought,
Alike dead plant,with stuffed mud in pot,
Despite torpid,I tried,simper you,
Was next,assuring illusion,its arriving you.
If arrived my zone,you,hurled sweet zephyr,
Felt by my body,followed,my soul within.
Now thumping heart,then thymus paused.
Azalea reborn,resembled,oblation if reversed,
Thee moving fingers,painted out zither art,
Ensued;brain,now back,in the rein of heart.
You moved,I moved;you breathed,I lived,
thy closing eyes,was my world at end.
You smiled,laughed;or my daydream fault;
But thy disappearance;was then a dreamy halt.
Day-break relinquished,for coming dusk;
Though sun conceived,thy beauty;while east-west,
And conceits more today;as again could descry you,
With against nature;outshines soon to find you,
Numb of its motion;depicts thy dewy to cloud,
No mistakes yet;surely,its your heart pure,
Departed to routine,you silenced my life,
Now nights,present you,beyond my closing eyes,
My love’s no measure;its deluge too! in count,
Infinite as rain-drops:so if Sun’s warmth,
Blind again;in far dark,and unaware of even few,
But not heart beats,sure;outs melody,I miss you…
Copyright © Siddharth Sharma | Year Posted 2017
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