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The Graceful Little Girl


The little girl  is a catchy one

with beautiful eyes and lovely nose

eyes sparkling all the more with a glow

while  the lovely nose gives her a profile

so elegant and regal   with a dignity on the way.

 

 

Must be enchanting to see her

You might secretly wish to glance at her

but she remains exclusive all the more  so

bubbling with an overwhelming enthusiasm

circling round her family and  close friends.

 

 

Being kept so by her mother in total exclusiveness

fearing any evil eye would bring harm to her daughter

the little girl surpasses anybody’s   idea all the more

excelling in attitude  and movement  with a grace

that  places her in a pedestal of grandeur.

 

If the little one appears in public

she is sure to raise the bar

as all eyes that fall on her all the more

would find themselves hard to transfer their sight

and see some one or other mundane and ordinary.

 

 

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Know Not From Yonder


With eyes stuck openeyes stuck open
while her temper rose
not even a flutter
her eyelids did not batter
her lips did not twitch
here she stood like a stone
unmoved and unperturbed
being the shock too much
beyond any endurance
she was like a rock
seeing everything
nothing got into her mind
for many hours she was like that
Who would have hurt her?
What would be the reason?
Know not from yonder

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Closing The Eyes.


Closing the eyes
while talking over phone
looks little out of size
being practised by none
but doing that by tries
has become my ownclosing
giving a feeling of flies
away from the reality zone.

It being a pause and cause
holding me over and above
not wanting to see the real farce
but keeping me in a flow
talking with concentrated clause
relevant to the conversation on toe
with no distraction in the close.

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The Eyes Narrate.


Eyes always hold attention
big or small it might be
they tell you who you are
and what you think
at the moment and before
sometimes they are inspiring
other times they are conspiring
while they emit kindness
they do also express evil
showing out love on occasions
staring with anger at times
revealing fear and apprehension in tunefear
elucidating bravery and achievement too
the eyes play a contradictory role
telling us what is going to happen on whole.

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Eyes Tell Us.


Looking into one’s eyes
with a straight gaze
gets into the lies
if there is any base
telling more of the ties
with a firm trace
evolving into a try
knowing more in a quick
entering into a buy
finally seeing through the trick
thus concluding it is a blatant lie.
eyes.

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Eyes Are Glasses


Seeing through the eyes
reveals the innermost
that is running in mind
that you are thinking
at the moment
as eyes reveal the feelings
that the words hide.
Eyes are glasses
through them
we could watch
the intentions
in a second
paying no attention
to speech
that is most prosaic
and not profound
more of lies in them
that betray faith and trust
in full blow. eyes.

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Ode To The Eyes.


Eyes are beautiful.
The bigger they are
the more charming they look.
The wider they are
the more lovelier they appear.
The lengthier they are
the more attractive they seem.
The narrower they are.smiling eyesteraful eyes
the more finer they pose.

Eyes speak volumes.
The happier they are
the more blissful they look.
The sadder they look
the more tearful they appear.
The more anxious they are
the more resourceful they seem.
The more loving they are
the more graceful they pose.

Eyes are expressive.
Eyes reveal kindness in the go
by liberally sharing the largess with all.
They give out a sobriety in the run
by carefully intimating the danger to all.
They show a feeling of discrimination in the move
by sincerely pinpointing the good from the bad to all.
They light up when they see their loved one
by beckoning to him with a passionate invitation.

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The Fly Flies


A small creature creates an irritation,

 brings in a bothersome distraction,

inflicts a rare delusion,

leaves a nagging sensation.

 

It goes round the eyes,

perches itself over the nose,

sits on the cheeks like a dice,

hovers over the mouth in quick tries.

 

Driving it away poses a strain

getting rid of it is a gain,

Now is the time to tell you the main,

it is the common fly in its deign

 

 

 

 

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Divine Mockery


It is a likelihood of  proximity.

Might be a fallacy of divinity.

Calling for an immediate spontaneity.

Preceded by a tantalising  agitation.

Followed by a vigorous affectation.

Spurred by a disoriented infusion.

The eyes wink in a speedy flutter.

The lips move in a strange clatter.

Words surge in and out in fine chatter.

The crowd throngs in a feverish momentum.

Eager to listen to the frenzied dictum.

Holding their breath they await the referendum.

Gradually the  letters decipher into an ultimatum.

The words are strung  to form a verbatim.

The wordy garland  carries a prediction of events.

It is impregnate with a content.

The belief is beyond admission.

Well, it is an individual decision.

Going by it is a blind faith.

It  is obviously  a myth. 

Yet, it has an arterial appeal.

 It penetrates through the circulation.

Insinuating a deep perpetuation.

They conjoin the mind and body in integration.

It is an experience thrilling, no doubt

Yet, it lacks an authenticity in stout.

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La Belle Dame Sans Expression


She lies in the bed with eyes wide open.

She lies there still but not for fun.

She lies motionless for hours in the run.

 

The Sun’s rays falls sharply on her eyes.

She lies frozen like a solid ice.

Is she real or a guise?

 

The noise around her is loud.

She lies undisturbed by the cloud.

She belies the spirit of the surround.

 

The day fades to a starry night.

She lies almost tight.

She presents an alarming sight.

 

The night sets in silently.

She makes no move relevantly.

Her posture calls for action immediately.

 

She rises from her bed in a sudden.

Smothers her dress of its crampled trend.

Walks up the aisle with hair done.

 

She leans over the rails.

She looks at the  night’s trails.

She fathoms  the dark sail.

 

She watches the vessel move.

She shuts her eyes in a disapprove.

Alas! her soul is entrapped in the groove.