A Look -346 Poem by Smruti Ranjan Mohanty

A LOOK-346

When your lips quiver
And eyes begin to smile,
I slip into a trance—
A world where I see nothing
But a pair of speaking eyes
Drowning me
In its bluish vastness.

I listen to
A pair of lips,
Whispering into my soul
The melody of divine bliss,
Letting me lose myself completely
In its unmatched symphony.

And in the end,
Your smile erases
Every trace of me.

Smruti Ranjan Mohanty©
India
1.7.2025
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