Twinkling Eyes

Million smiles bursted
on my frowned face,
While gazing your
still, an ocean of
emotions raising
deep within my
core unseen,a
pulse still shoots
in my collapsed
body,awaiting for
the mysteries to
envelop in the
radiance of your
 twinkling eyes.
Tales of devotion
spun in this bitsy
ray of bloom away
in a distant land of
hidden unseeked

About Piusha

Futile writer,enjoys reading anything under sun.Still on a quest to find a new facet within me.
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6 Responses to Twinkling Eyes

  1. Arun Kp says:

    Beautiful poem. It provides twinkles in readers eyes too. Thanks and congrats.


  2. williamsji says:

    Dear Poetess Piusha Singh,

    I feel like writing a lot on this poem, I shall write a detailed review hopefully within two three days, until I get my system to be restored -Great write, thanks for your support as always – Regards WILLIAMSJI MAVELI


  3. Dear Poetess of Love: Honorable Piusha Singh,
    Your above poem refers,
    Love is not just a feeling. Love is a healing for both body and mind. It is an action, or an activity. Genuine love implies commitment and the exercise of wisdom… love as the will to extend oneself for the purpose of nurturing one's own or another's spiritual growth… true love is an act of will that often transcends short-lived feelings of love or passion for pleasure, it is correct to say, “Love is as love does” in a glorious process of creativity and nurturing of the created,
    Love is a moment that lasts forever, Love is when you look into someone's eyes and see their heart.Your ” twinkling eyes ” are really inspirational and elegant, I love this verse, Regards & Love WILLIAMSJI MAVELI


  4. Piusha Singh says:

    Thank you William for your kind review.I appreciate your patience .


  5. Dear Poetess Piusha Singh,
    I am inspired to write a few lines by the above verse

    You smile away to conceal
    What really held inside
    two fearless eyes reminds me a deer
    One brave face, mind-set unseen
    more vague themes,
    Debris remain unwritten,
    Dirt turns to be a lyric,
    A river flows in calm,
    sweet, sharp are the beams,
    Dark, illusions in dreams
    Light, like a burning
    White candle



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