Yesterday
when I come,
From
work to my bus,
With a
mind full of fuss.
Bus
crowded had no space,
Hence,
standing in that case,
I
caught a sudden gaze,
Having
the skill to amaze.
She was
a pretty girl,
Twinkling
eyes like a pearl,
Ahh!
Those depths of gaze,
Tangled
me in their grace.
They
had tales to tell,
Magical
eyes cast a spell,
With
every blink, they unfold,
Several
secrets, yet untold.
Like
oceans, vast they were,
Likes
stars, they hold glimmers,
Hard and firm as a rock,
I stood
the shore for a long.
That
pure sight and falling lashes,
Calmed
my all burning ashes,
Still
thinking their spark,
Under
the sky in dark.
I
passed my day enthralled,
Praising
the Creator she belonged,
In that
gleam, I found my way,
Forever
lost in that sway.
By
Ayesha
Noor
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