By Alfer Antony A
Those eyes needs to be listed as one of the wonders,
Mount-everest as a wonder;
Risible!!
What if they have seen the snowies backscattered on her eyes.
Those two irises swaying to the symphony played by the lights.
Those eye lashes with the curves standing still as an umbrella fencing around;
That one perfectly placed beauty mark in the corner of those exotic lips, drawing all the attention to it;
not letting anyone to see the picturesque, what I saw through the mirroring on those eyes.
That perfect triangular smile lines questing all the geometric theories.
Making me vanish, blocking my memories inside that triangle; taking me as a prisoner for life.
Doesn't it certify?