spectrum
bright
ethereal rainbow
shadow and light
the corners of my eyes
diligently fluctuate directed by the trepidation of thoughts
morph kaleidoscopic spectres in prismatic colours slow undulations
through the curves of eyelashes
i attribute them
human characteristics:
tender
playful
gentle
darling
childishly pure
and supple like
my eyelashes refracted in sunshine
smile with light and become opaque with shadows
they love the game of contrasts—they rise
and fall with my eyelids:
they love mascara
gives them
a
body
Brilliant prismatic muse poem that I was admiring reading today. You wrote it superbly in a fun way. Kudos. Soo nice to read from your inking again pleez do comment/review my newest poem too, titled, Dream Holiday places
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
So touching. Haunting expresssion. Wonderfully crafted. A beautiful poem.