3rd DAY - INDIA (NEW DELHI) - INDIA GATE II - PEOPLE

Dark Black Eyes
a poem by Muhammad Hasan Ali

Black dark eyes, I stared at them for I do not know how long.
I have seen the future in those dark black eyes,
Then I came back to reality at the blink of those dark black eyes.
Those killer eyes,
Love drench from them,
Happiness lives in them,
My heart reflected in them.
Just one look and my heart fills with a lifetime of happiness…
My heart beats fast as I stand in front of those black dark eyes.
They stare me in the face.
I still stand there,
Without a word,
Without a movement of my body,
In complete silence I stand,
Like a statue,
In front of these black dark eyes.
Closer, and closer,
I walk very slowly
As I stare at those dark black eyes.
My heart beats faster and faster,
And faster,
As I take every step.
Smile blooms in those dark black eyes,
Like a summer blooms roses red and white and pink and…
I can see the Taj Mahal reflecting on them,
The sweet water of Niagara Falls,
The romantic moon lights.
Those dark black eyes,
The first wonder of the universe,
But do they know it?

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