As her eyes when redeem first <br />The time yet excels ever all mundane <br />As she curves her smiles on her lips <br />As dappled of colors by the artist over the canvas. <br /> <br />As her eyes when beams brilliant <br />burned by the fire of blue vibrant <br />when blazed by the glaze of desire <br />eyes yet seems to be the art of the love <br /> <br />the heart as unleashed from the pain and sorrow <br />love when wrought in eyes raving in its room <br />yet but ravishing to the query of the lust <br />as luscious beams in resonance with the thrums <br /> <br />the prologue of the plexus of love and desire <br />when dazzled by the rhymes of blue moon as luminous <br />as no words to beauty as ever unequalled <br />when she embraces the heart in her stance<br /><br />Dr subhendu kar<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-eyes-when-burn-blue/
