Her eyes
Looks like a dear's one
and its language
Is like the poems of Tagore
It's rhythmic
Impressive.
She does not require
Much to say with words,
But rather
Silence
May be, for silence
The words fall asleep.
But … I am sure
Those look at her eyes
And carry the belief
Can't forget her
Because the sleeping words
Wake up in their mind.
Asit Kumar Sanyal
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-read-her-eyes/
