My form is not prolific <br />My form is not abundant <br />My form is not an enigma <br />My form is not charismatic <br />But a petal that fall behind <br /> <br />My anguish blend with shadows <br />My whisper pert and gigantic <br />My grieves shadow the future <br />Benevolent thought that phi antic <br />Empty life that is lunatic <br /> <br />Nature grin in front on a cart <br />Wonder glimpse in small eyes of mine <br />On a little cart eternal <br />Praise the boon that part me on earth <br />With the widen eyes of sorrows <br /> <br />A thunder hit inside and stoops all thought <br />If she grieve for a lazy lot <br />What would be the future of this trot? <br />Widen eyes that blink in shock <br />But she grins with all flock! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! <br /> <br />©2014 SALINI.S.NAIR. All rights reserved.<br /><br />SALINI NAIR<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/your-eyes-183/
