The crowd parted magically
and the whole noisy world seemed
to disappear in a whiff
And there he stood, proud and captivating with
Eyes so bright and magnetic.
I looked, not one but many
Surreptitiously I cast searching and assesing glances
to confirm i was seeing right
Still there he was, magnificient in appearance with
Eyes so bright and magnetic
I willed to tear my eyes away from his
once his gaze caught and held mine
to a silent allure
Deeper into me he seemed to stare with
Eyes so bright and magnetic
His lips parted in a captivating engaging smile
the way the sun strains against the clouds
to throw it's warm rays
I felt as if he was beckoning me with
Eyes so bright and magnetic
I looked down in serious indecision
debating whether to walk to him
to know more about him
I looked - nothing, now all I have is a memory of
Eyes so bright and magnetic
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
sure, the eyes will remain for the rest of your life, won't they? indira