Those Kohl lined eyes,
whose piercing gaze,
strips the soul of all lies;
somehow finding a way through the maze.
That smile when formed
brightens and glows.
leaving my heart warmed
and all my trouble away it blows.
That impish look, the stubborn attitude,
the keen discerning eye.
all this and more i conclude
makes me wish i could fly.
The thoughts in time we chalk,
The conversations-big or small.
food,music, walks and talks,
smiles, chuckles and all.
Life hasnt been fair,
but i must have done something right
to have you to share
these few treasured moments in the light.
-For those who know to know.
8 comments:
that's a very sweet one...
whoever this is dedicated to, is rather a lucky female! :)
thank you. dont think she knows about this poem though :)
She doesn't know?
"Those Kohl lined eyes" :P
Let the poet in you come up with such nice, sweet lines. Nice one nb :)
Heyy!
yeah dont think so.
enuf with the 'kohl lined' teasing :P
Nice poem...It deserves to be known by it's subject...
in due time , pranay. its a bit complex.
Nice :D
thankie... should write something more here ... soon.
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