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Ethereal moist eyes So blue and deep I almost drowned In the depth of her snowy azure sea. Her eyes were like Ocean of emotions Grief sailed like a ship Glimpsed from afar. A tear dropp trickled down When she blinked That droplet composed a verse In mournful theme.
Her austere eyes Cautiously evaded all She seemed confined to Her forbidden world. She cloaked her distress With her darting lids Her heaving breath Silently expressed her grief. Her pain must have accumulated Over the years and years Like sand particles accrue To form barren islands.
Her melancholic eyes Pierced through my heart I wanted to comfort her She disembarked from the bus. The remarkable eyes Its soreness so touching And she will remain forever A beholder’s 'anonymous eyes'.
Jayati Chowdhury
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Jayati Chowdhury
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Indira Renganathan (6/9/2009 1:48:00 AM)
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What a memorable observation....sometimes it so happens so touching to meet with incidents and people...so commonly in everyone's daily life.....you've worded very well...especially I like the suitable title the most
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Asma Bahrainwala (9/7/2007 12:14:00 PM)
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this is a beautiful poem, Jayati... I like the way it develops... 'Ethereal moist eyes... Austere eyes... Melancholic eyes...' Eyes are indeed a window to the soul... Eyes say, rather reveal, many things to the sensitive 'beholder'...
best wishes,
Asma...
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Arkay Dass (9/5/2007 5:22:00 AM)
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a very sensitive poem,
it deserves the
right reader with the right 'eyes'
to appreciate it,
it contains a multitude
of emotion,
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