Series of Micropoetry-IV

I

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Last summer's whispers-

A little blue,

A little bright.

II

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Twinkling Eyes

The next time your eyes twinkle,
I will tell you so;
And if they stop twinkling,
Even for a moment,
Then I won’t tell you again.

Coz then I’ll know,
That you’ll get conscious again,
And stop your eyes from twinkling.

Instead I’ll bask in the glory,
Of your eyes;
I’ll bathe myself in their shine;
I’ll look into your eyes
Forgetting the world;
And I’ll eternalise those very moments,
When your twinkling eyes,
Would be saying a million words,
With your lips curled into a smile……..