Eyes

 

My pen struggles under the weight of happiness,
Breathless and anxious,
Afraid of the burden of wordlessness
As it tries to extoll the magic in your eyes.

Where darkness meets light at the corners of your cornea,
A light illuminates the hazel dust
That coats your iris,
Gleaming like it would last forever.

And your eyes, adorned with joy,
Smile and laugh and talk a language of their own,
While my pen sits enchanted,
Tremulous at how they make such perfect wordless sense.

Between the ripples of energy
That electrify your perfect pupils,
My ink runs dry and words falter
As my pen is choked with awe.

As it dawns upon itself,
My pen sighs a wordless sigh -
The magic in your eyes
Can never be described by the words of men.

Reviews

[Tom]

The eyes are window of the the soul and what a transfixing pair they are, complimented by this wonderful poetic eulogy to their beauty !

Splendid Sir !

[Abdul Aziz]

Thank you very much for liking the poem :)

[Linda Marie Van Tassell]

Those look like the eyes of Kareena Kapoor, whom I just adore. For me, the last stanza is the perfect homage to the beauty of her eyes, "My pen sighs a wordless sigh ... can never be described by the words of men." We all fall short of the Glory of God; and for the poet, our words can never be enough.

[Abdul Aziz]

They can never be :) Thank you for reading!

[Dinesh Sairam]

Ha! Look at you. Whipping out your diction once again. I felt the "corners, cornea" to be a little disturbing. The last stanza isn't as powerful as it could be. Was the last stanza in your mind when you started writing? I have been reading interviews by several poets and many seem to think that the poem that 'writes itself' is always better than the one that's planned word-for-word.

The first stanza was the best for me. I do think you use the word "pen" too much. It's been established in the first stanza, so it's not necessary to introduce it in every stanza. That's all I have right now. Welcome back.

Keep writing.

[Abdul Aziz]

No, the last stanza wasn't on my mind when I started writing. Her eyes were on my mind when I started writing!