A Glance Says All

Poem By Dr. Nikhat Bano

Glowing as a lamp I saw a lone onlooker,
adorned with the flares of sun - one Gloria;
Unleashing a blaze of beauty around her,
lighted my heart's patio with her wine aura.

Thousand arrows pierced through my heart
when I looked into the eyes of that shooter;
My life ceased to matter for me since then,
I'm moved by the finesse of my fair mimer.'

Gleaming glory of that demure damsel
was accentuated by her decorous dealings;
After years I inferred that - 'A glance says all.'
'One's savoir-faire reveals one's placing.'

It was like watching her from a distant shore,
calmly sailing a canoe on the shiny ripples;
Until now, I've kept a storm in my fragile heart.
Never saw a peace dove in a land of ruffled souls.

Her hazel eyes were on me, her lips were sealed
it was our reticence that were in conversation;
A dialect that I spoke the very first and the last time.
All along it was neither a voiced nor a quiet session.

Copyright © DrNikhat Bano May 2020 All rights reserved
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Comments about A Glance Says All

After years I inferred that - 'A glance says all.' 'One's savoir-faire reveals one's placing.'..... how wonderfully you have expressed here the love in that glance; that's a glance where love lives with the long life dream; it's not a day dreaming but a life where comes not separation, comes not pain, comes not distrustful; this glance creates in the realm of heart just love and divine feelings; delightfully written this poem on love; I enjoyed
It was like watching her from a distant shore, calmly sailing a canoe on the shiny ripples; Until now, I've kept a storm in my fragile heart. Never saw a peace dove in a land of ruffled souls. ....wow great these lines are; really these lines and delineated imagery carry the poetic power in poetry writings; I like this poem; congrats for being selected this poem as POD.....it truly deserves 10+
Her hazel eyes were on me, her lips were sealed it was our reticence that were in conversation; A dialect that I spoke the very first and the last time. All along it was neither a voiced nor a quiet session. Very fine and an attractive graphic. thank you dear poet. tony
'it was our reticence that were in conversation' -, loved this poetic expression. Congratulations on your poem being selected as the 'Member Poem of the Day'!
Her lips were sealed! ! ! ! Muse of a lone onlooker. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.


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