Non verbal signals, Understand the pupils,
When these are bigger, smaller and normal,
One is attracted to another, the iris open wider,
Black grape balls in the white eye balls glitter.
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Eyes reflect a true picture of the heart, whereas mouth reflects the heart after a lot of blending. A wonderful poem.
A nice work of art written with insight after careful observation. Thanks for sharing. Please have a look at my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON.
A very beautiful and inspiring write. The eyes are the windows to the soul. A lot of tales can be told through the eyes. The eyes have it as they say. Enjoyed this write.
The eyes are the mirror of the soul. Let us look more in the eyes of our fellow human beings. More miracles may happen. Excellent poem, Veera.
The iris is the orb of our eyes foretelling future possibilities when eyes cannot lie in pupil non verbal signals pupils expand wider to iris embrace attractions contract when suffering pain sorrow sadness happy dilated sad constricted eyes are never mute in multiplicity of mind expressions the light in our eyes is a sparkle of truth every thought breath truth in eyes must mirror :) a beautiful write
Look at the eyes and the eyes don't lie, ... Eyes speak thousand of mute words, To show the expression of their minds, Very good V.S. We're so concerned with seeing, but there is so much about the eyes that we've never even thought of. An educational piece. Thank you.
Yes, Dr.V.K.K, That poem is so beautiful and it comes under the third part of thirukural. The meaning of that poem may be as follow, No use of words that come out of mouth, when those eyes meet. For non tamil speaking readers, When two people are in love and they look at each other, the words that come out of the mouth will become useless. Thank you for informing me about this Thirukural.
A lot of pupils being taught the fundamental concepts of the eyes. Interesting write.
Eyes speak thousands of mute words and are big when we have the last breath speaking the truth. Philosophical truths lie hidden in these and other lines. Wonderful thinker, the poet V.S is!