Not everything I can make into a poem <br />like the sky just after rain <br />her embroidered smile its minutest hem <br />in her shade of cornea a grain of pain! <br /> <br />Not everything I can make into a poem <br />like wind eddies from wings of bird <br />her amorous veil that stokes my flame <br />in her lips' quiver the unuttered word! <br /> <br />Not everything I can make into a poem <br />like the heron's swoosh on the moon of marsh <br />her endless aroma without a name <br />in her eyes the million stars! <br /> <br />Not everything I can make into a poem <br />like when perches the bird on nest <br />her flushed cheeks in love game <br />in her kiss the sea salt's taste!<br /><br />Pradip Chattopadhyay<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/not-everything-i-can-make-into-a-poem/
