Tajalla Qureshi
The Eyes,
Blossoming brown, speaking signs—profound
where often ocean slides and slips aside—a bit loud
be pleased with the fishes fluttering inside—unbound
lugging truths—unheard, untold for a long ahead
Darning her dynamic delight—herself, an unveiled image
Wanderingly wonder the multi-magnetic voyages and visages
where the world weaves, preeminence peeps into transparency
Speak through the sage, her eyes— an innocent accuracy
Truths dwell into, unwritten bells turn blue,
she, where through, the windowsills unfurl the hue
Ineffable, they are—strength, sensitivity, and spark, high and huge
motivation they wink, a long river where the emotions sink—breathfully blinks, drinks the blues
Murmur compassion, whisper attention—
embroidered lashes, peeping pearls—light flashes;
that dress for dazzling delights, chosen charm and tranquility that warms
Yes, Athena of the modern Odyssey, they murmur.
-Tajalla Qureshi
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