Updated: Sep 24, 2022
We all have the hearth within us but often lack the flint to ignite it. With a spark, the stimulus to fulfil any purpose in life is unparalleled, especially with such a scorching blaze within.
“Her Eyes” by Krishna Guttikonda narrates the emotion of a romantic, recounting how the spark in his life is her eyes & how they inspire him in uncountable ways to keep going.
are horizontal raindrops
look at me like her heart pops
take me beyond the horizon
I wonder if her eyes
were pieces from a lasso
Is she one among the amazon?
Like a heat wave,
they scorch me every second
Like a blue flame
they ignite me from within
Like a forest fire
they cover my world with her intoxicating smog
They leave me breathless yet passionate about her.
Isn’t she the flint that transforms me into firestone?
This poem is available in paperback & ebook.