I imagine you,
I feel you,
and I wish you could enter me.
When I see myself smiling
while having a look at my image,
and both of me the real and the virtual
wink their right eye simultaneously.
Then I say, "I am beautiful! "
And here you fail,
your lips move like that of mine,
you say something,
but I could never listen to you!
Flying kisses to your lips
that remain silent.
your lips move like that of mine, you say something, but I could never listen to you! Flying kisses to your lips that remain silent........here is the beauty I found. Beautiful. Thanks.
Wow, this is really poetry at its best. A look at beauty from the poets heart from a very special corner. Excellent!
Self smiling image with reflection motivates mind. Beauty is flying and beauty is captured in mirror. An amazing and interesting poem is beautifully penned to explain the real beauty perceived...10
A thought provoking poem. The inherent beauty of a person could never be duplicated even your own reflection in the mirror. I hope I got the underlying meaning of this piece.. An amazing write that evokes a reader to think and dig deeper into the words that the poet perused.10
The feeling of self admiration on seeing the beautiful image reflected in the mirror is beautifully captured!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful poem Sir Akhtar.