the moment is frozen in my memory
wen i peeped in ur eyes
the epicenter of a charming storm
the day u they struck me by surprise
the jet black eyes, caskets of ambitious dreams
the abode of childlike emotions, expressing a wild adventure
and i hope, with a tinge of happiness of meeting my eyes.
with every moment flying, the happening is getting old
but it flashes again again......cn still feel the tickle........wen u luked at me
i imagine u smiling innocently somewhere far away
and ur transparent eyes........
in an attempt
to shatter.......another 'attitude'.......
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
hey....awesome poem..blending the metaphysical with the natural.........wonderful......loved it immensely..... thank you dost.