The soft lips speak silence <br />And here I hear everything, <br />Blessed with queer magnificence <br />That no other mortal voice can bring. <br /> <br />I have not heard a voice so sweet <br />Nor such words of melody; <br />Nothing can ever replace it, <br />Not any divine company. <br /> <br />There is none to miss such a glance <br />Hence I am nothing different at all, <br />To stand by her, see and romance- <br />Delaying Duty's desperate call. <br /> <br />What eyes are these like divinity <br />Akin to a fiction true; <br />I read every page in captivity, <br />Yet, these seem purely new. <br /> <br />I donot know what poets and kings <br />Regard as fine and flawless art; <br />But this I know my heart sings <br />Even after I depart... <br /> <br />Still carrying the lovely lily-image <br />Of the beautiful girl, her lips and eyes <br />-That fiction portray and silence says- <br />To store in a place where nothing dies...<br /><br />Debasish Mishra<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/an-encounter-with-beauty/
