The Girl with Kajal Eyes
Listen, girl with kajal eyes,
My days pass, helplessly,
Looking into your eyes.
In the heat of the day, if some clouds drift
During the midday,
Still, the girl knows, her eyes mean
Someone's chest is like a lotus pond.
This girl with kajal eyes,
When you look into my chest,
Let there be a march of intense demands.
Why do you gaze?
Why do you paint, the sky within your heart?
Girl with kajal eyes,
When you look, my heart freezes
On the left side of my chest.
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Rony Sutradar
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This was so beautifully written. Loved your poem!