I have peeped a thousand times,
into your deep eyes.
Eyes that are the break of the day,
at sunrise!
Eyes that have the vastness
of the vast blue skies.
Eyes over which thousand times,
a poet dies!

Looking into the same eyes, my heart cries!
Pathos all around, before my eyes lies.
The dream to see a painfree world, flies.
I am wedded to them, can I break these ties!

Would You also see, what my soul tries.
To widen your vision, but not worldly wise!
It is grief indeed, in happiness' guise.
Others' sorrwos, who buys!

Oh, my Queen, I am a modern Emperor!
Can't build The Tajmahal for you!
You are My Taj!

The Crown, Invaluable !

Anil Sharma