E Y E- L O V E~by Nk Sharma

 

 

E Y E- L O V E

 

Masters supreme are the ‘peepers,’*
screen secrets these love-keepers.
Wizards of wordless dialect,
Love’s message best manifest.

In first encounter with IRIS-ART
surrendered–lost my heart.
On being offered teasing TULIPS
bartered my TWO LIPS.

Then came,my way,red carnation
dared not decline my coronation.
Pink poppy and dainty daisy
stunned, made me almost crazy.

Embraced love as the LOT of US
began to share the lone LOTUS.

-*Sl. eyes
(C)DrNK Sharma,2018