Her Eyes and Lips and His Defeat
Poetry
Her cunning eyes,
fluttered for a while;
innocent and naive,
befuddled, he thought
his eyes caged
refuted to stay away.
Below her electric eyes,
blue and light
many a men lain
slain,
he was not the only one
into the dungeon, imprisoned,
to be one day released on bail,
only to know she had her ways,
in company of a wealthy man,
she failed to keep her promises of yore days
And wait,
she stands again
A bait,
with her amber-golden eyes
his heart flickered into a rhyme
besotted, her blinking eyes took his heart away
it was broad daylight, glittering, he was blind
she stared into him, luring from her sockets wide and
lo! a bait he could not resist anyways
Ohh! The race of men
Why you falter again and again
Below the aviary of her eyes
a volary of men lost their wars!
On the crossroad, she stands there again
Hazel iris into an almond socket
glaring into him
a gray-green sea, into her eyes
he stood at bay
wobbled on her waves
She stands with all her power of beauty
showcased
A bait and
Ah! The trap
He stops, he refrains,
remembers his last betray
And with a drop of an eyelid,
he is stiff again, he is chained, decoyed,
he surrenders again
he remembers the great words
O’ the man you were born free,
but everywhere you are in chains! and
halts his wild chase!
Besotted and cheated
careful were his ways
he wanted to walk free
only to encounter her again
it was dark and secretive and hawk-eyed
with thousands of messages hidden in it that night
he was about to kneel but
he moved away
a little down her face to deviate and
Ah! Her lips and
Ah! Their charm and
Ohh! His defeat
luscious and lip locked
he slipped and sipped her again!
