beauty is beauty in any form,
from the lips to cheeks it is always the norm,
from the rolling hair to the deep blue eyes,
it flows and runs as one watches and time flies.
With the wind when the hair flows and ebbs,
the dimple in her cheeks appears sweeter in the rays,
Days and nights i look at her amazed,
As reality and imagination join somewhere in the skies.
Fortune they say is what determines a meeting,
As love blooms thereafter with every greetings,
But then i a fool forever lost in the hazel eyes,
My yearning heart and mind have divorced all ties.
Every time i look at your heavenly picture,
it speaks to me as archeologist to scripture,
as eyes closes and darkness emerge,
it fills my mind with just your picture.
=================== uddalak banerjee
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