By Hema Rengaswamy
But rarely do I come across eyes that are warm in empathy.
Eyes portray their owner’s traits,
identities of their own.
Some of them have fathomless depth,
that veil unrevealed mysteries.
Some eyes scorch like fire,
to weave enchanting webs.
Some eyes betray secrets
and conceal pent up emotions.
Some eyes wander without goals,
making you shiver with disgust.
Some eyes sheath an inner glow,
bright by their own light.
But rarely do I come across eyes
that are warm in empathy.
Mirroring an untarnished soul
through their windows.
This poem was first published in Meghdutam.com (between 1999 to 2002).
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This is a well known fact that eyes speak more than the lips
Very well represented by Hema Rengaswamy,
I really liked few lines about the poem :
“Some eyes scorch like fire”
when you are in furious mood and wants to convey your message then eyes take care and be with you at that very moment.
“Some eyes betray secrets”
when you in difficulty and don’t want to share your thoughts or feelings. At that time eyes become your best friend and save you from difficult situation.
“Some eyes sheath an inner glow, bright by their own light”.
Some people have the intellectuality and insights which we can see through in their shining eyes.
At last I would like to say that eyes are precious and we all should value it!!!
Yes I agree with you, “Eyes speak more than the lips”.
Really a nice poem!!!
I am totally agree with Madhu “eyes speak more than the lips”.
Aankhen Bhi Hoti Hai Dil Ki Zubaan
Aankhen Bhi Hoti Hai Dil Ki Zubaan
Bin Bole Kardeti Hai Halat Yeh Pal Mein Bayan
Nice poem!
“Only eyes speak the truth, neither the mirror nor the lips.
Only the person who loves you can see the pain in your eyes.
While every one else still believes in your smile…”