Godawful Poetry Fortnight - 4

Godawful Poetry Fortnight

Many poets are writing about
their beloved's eyes.
So I am also writing
because beloved is asking -
what to do?
So I am writing poem
on my beloved's eyes.

My beloved could have had eyes
like deer - Mriganayanee -
soft, expressive,
radiating innocence.
Everytime she look at me
there is a ghazal.
But she not having eyes like that.

My beloved could have had eyes
like fish-shape - Meenakshi -
long eyes, with bewitching
eyelashes full of
temptation, seduction.
Everytime she look at me
there is a sin.
But she not having eyes like that.

My beloved could have had eyes
that create love - Kamakshi -
half-closed, with a light
that leads to celestial union.
Everytime she look at me
I fall at her feet.
But she not having eyes like that.

My beloved could have had eyes
that show the universe - Vishalakshi -
within them, vast ocean
of timeless eternity.
Everytime she look at me
I achieve moksha.
But she not having eyes like that.

My beloved is having the eyes
that are like toad - Mandukakshi -
within them, the unending
hunger, desire, craving
for eating more flies.
Everytime she look at me
I am want to go away.
She is having eyes like that.