The Converging Eyes
Day by day the intensity grows
Towards those eyes;
I dream all the time,
Those eyes reading my poem.
There is a joy in the Eyes
As they Converge with mine
Reading my thoughts.
The engaging eyes ask; "why Me?
Is it so inspiring?
'Yes' answered 'I"
It's unique to me;
I never tire writing about your eyes.
Did a glee of thankfulness in those eyes?
I continued to traverse in the wonderland
Of those enticing eyes,
As I roamed, those magical eyes hid other pictures, I see those attractive eyes,
Even when my eyes are closed.
In my sleep they make me smile.
Well!
My lucky number is 5
'E' the fifth in alphabet series
Denotes to me, those Enticing eyes.
The poem may end here
But description flows...........
-Sumith
Day by day the intensity grows
Towards those eyes;
I dream all the time,
Those eyes reading my poem.
There is a joy in the Eyes
As they Converge with mine
Reading my thoughts.
The engaging eyes ask; "why Me?
Is it so inspiring?
'Yes' answered 'I"
It's unique to me;
I never tire writing about your eyes.
Did a glee of thankfulness in those eyes?
I continued to traverse in the wonderland
Of those enticing eyes,
As I roamed, those magical eyes hid other pictures, I see those attractive eyes,
Even when my eyes are closed.
In my sleep they make me smile.
Well!
My lucky number is 5
'E' the fifth in alphabet series
Denotes to me, those Enticing eyes.
The poem may end here
But description flows...........
-Sumith
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