Priyanayanam Poem by Shihabudheen K J

I wont let you see her sublime spirited zooming eyes.
They are windows of my soul.
In the image between dusk and dark,
her angelic cameras struck my gene codes.
Me brought to captive wild and
fenceless horizon at same instant,
couldnt detach them though.
All her natural lust and beauty
hidden in those dynamic stars?
All her feminine waves coded
in those bluish headlights?
Only her eyelids resemble rose spines!
You must know she need no kajal, no liners. Tears from her eyes flow eternally
like Ganges pure but divine.
Am her worshipper, her holy eyes my deity.
Want to ponder in the limitless skies
mystery through her 'priyanayanam'.
Desire to swim in virgin waters and
seasons soft touching her beautiful eyes.