Your eyes

I’m not prohibited to look in your eyes,
That’s why I can’t impede it.
You are beautiful is the song I resembling to hum it to you.
Telling you that I love you,
Is akin to my preeminent poem,
I never get weary to narrate it to you.
With all the variety of imagery,
I may describe you.
Eish……..your eyes

So bright that I can perceive my prospect in.
So shining like morning sun.
When I stare in your eyes,
Its motionless cock-crow to me.
Straight approximating a weapon,
You shot me from the far-off.

In them,
I can spot the green element of scenery,
The gold piece of serenity,
And the red fraction of love.

Even in the deepest whole of trouble,
Tremendously unadulterated darkness.
They penetrate like a light that,
Devastates all devils,
Even angels are terrified of you.

You are gorgeous even the dictionary can’t delineate you
Unless if you are 500 miles away.
Amid how greatly I may describe you...
Eish………… your eyes

mr.nice