The gleaming eyes bespoke now, <br />A strict study of the sensibilities; <br />One mostly stuck with hands, <br />But now the eyes had powerfully <br />Handled the past and future of events. <br /> <br />The wreath had powerful flowers, <br />A strange road was the whisper <br />With the ears to match, <br />A strange man entered the mountains <br />After a telephone rang. <br /> <br />The eyes had essence, yearly offering me <br />Those rights I enjoyed. <br />With years a time encased a manhood <br />That simply ordered one to shoot <br />Into the dark of the mountainous waste. <br /> <br />Those eyes had mastered a reality <br />All of the year round, <br />With pertinent sights and puzzling lights, <br />Much was encased by time <br />As fast as heavenly straits.<br /><br />Naveed Akram<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-gleaming-eyes/
