Nothing is seen by my keen eyes,
Not on this beautiful planet at least,
More beautiful a face than hers.
All worldly beauties, in her lies!
Blessed by a reflection from her face
The sun starts its early rays.
Thousands die and millions light up
Having a sight of her early grace.
Her gentle face has nothing to do with,
Just take a glance and open eyes in heaven!
When she smiles and disturbs her face,
Shame feels the mighty Taj and grieves, "Oh man!"
Living and dying everyday flowers do but
Every bud-flower blooms and birds go singing
When she passes charming about!
Time stops, it feels like spring's never leaving.
Oh beautiful! From where you came?
From this planet or another big sphere?
So many die for you but who's your aim?
Be it anyone but your match exists nowhere.
Your shades are darker,
Even than the darkest nights.
And your breaths are warmer,
Even than the winds of summer bright.
Your face owns such a delight,
That when the people passing by
Glance at you in the daylight
You seem to them as the dream with open eyes!
Your brisk walk,
Your magical touch,
Your smiling mock,
I adore so much!
Hearing your voice, soft and sugary
The non-living world cheers to life.
You dissolve the sweetness of honey and jiggery,
You make the world free of strife.
You step down from the stairs of heaven,
Your steps calmer than the Autumn winds.
With the change of your mood changes the season,
You seem as the queen of beautiful hinds.
You are the shade of summers,
And you are the sun of winters!
You light every path and way you walk down,
So nothing's there as bright as your town!
One after one my pages flow
As I keep on writing about you,
Your beauty makes my mind blow
And I soak pages a hundred or two,
With ink of colour blue!
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Longing In Silence
PoetryWords come to my mind often and I try to give them life. So these are some of my poetries, each one inspired by my daily life incidents and happenings. Read. Vote if you like. Comment what you felt. Just a beginner there, need your help. Winner of...
