cyriac maliakkal

Glistening

 
I was grew from the beauty 
Of her; my eyes were fascinated.
The most everlasting contribution
Of god.
 
I was fascinated at a thousand times
Loaded with a seeking mind for her
I didnt ever have seen her .
 
The eyes were immortal 
Foot glanced the earth.
She was the queen of immortality
A flower of conquered beauty.
 
Yielded a good news with a thickly
 black hair
She breathed a silent jargon
It was not common to the beautiful
One.
She vanished from infront of me
I am not a painter to encrypt her 
Effigy.