' A Poem Of Love On A Spring Morning '

Rating: 2.7

When my eyes

For the first time

Chanced upon your eyes

Haven’t I seen

A familiar flutter in the lashes?

Yes, I’ve known

The zigzag pieces

Trying to arrange themselves

In different combinations

Into a perfect symmetry of

Ethereal grace, translucent beauty

Till the flutter of this moment



No more will people call me mad

As when I went about

Sketching in the thin air

My blunt fingers trying in vain

To give you a form



How I wish

This mortal skin was all eyes!



I’ve not known love

Is this...?



Not to indulge in the polemics

Of whether it’s human or divine

I simply know

It as beyond the skin confines!



Each flutter made the long sown seeds

Crack open, sprout and bear buds

The latent buds bloomed into flowers

Of unsurpassable hues together throwing up

One unique scent that’s you



I bathe in the perfume

In my primordial glory…



05 Apr 2011

08.20hrs

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Bharati Nayak 11 October 2019

No more will people call me mad As when I went about Sketching in the thin air My blunt fingers trying in vain To give you a form How I wish This mortal skin was all eyes! - - - - - - - - - -Wow- - -How to paint the ethereal feelings of love? An exquisitely beautiful poem.

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Chinedu Dike 12 November 2014

A Thing Of Beauty Is A Joy Forever - John Keats. A nice romantic poem written in poetic diction. Thanks for sharing. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON.

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Aasiq the poet 15 November 2013

the spring time morning is many things too many people..for the lovelorn the cool morning breeze ignites the inside...great poem indira..thanks...

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Anil Kumar 15 April 2011

Details are extremely informative.... But the line...'This Mortal skin was all eyes.' is beautiful....

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