Makarand Paranjape

(31 August 1960 - / Ahmedabad, Gujarat / India)

Eyes - Poem by Makarand Paranjape

All the cliches in love poetry, it turns out, are true.
Eyes have sex organs and sex organs have eyes.

As Ma Ananda Sheela said of Rajneesh:
He didn't sleep with me, but he was a man of my eyes.

From across the room, her eyes made mouths at him;
But she discovered that she was moist between her legs.

Without saying anything she did it all with him;
Women are like that, he thought, silent but devastating.

He did nothing to her, but she still squirmed uncomfortably;
Eyes, not hands, should be clean.

With mounting pleasure her lids dimmed gradually;
When the eye of love opens, the other shuts automatically.

When she said, exasperated, but I have only two eyes,
How conveniently one forgets oneself, he thought shamelessly.

[Ffrom The Serene Flame]


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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, March 28, 2012



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