A Woman's Gaze

OK, so my first recorded attempt at poetry, and what better way to start than with a sonnet!

What is in a woman's gaze,
that gaze, like the morning haze.
Beauty's lashes when they flutt'r
halt Hermes! Hear him stutter?
The lips, the hips, the lovers
bemoan! Like many that hov'r,
they overlook the red thorns
beneath glaring green adorns.
The gaze, the gaze, morrow's haze,
so thick, it arrests Apollo's rays.
Stun like the King of Snakes,
from eyes like of the great sphinx.
Yet there is nothing, no reason for this stupor;
the sight is but in the eye of the beholder.

Himanshu Sahni

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The First

Welcome, ladies and gents, to my very own blog! Although I am about 2 years behind everybody, I should be able to cover ground with regular posts (which I'm sure will come time to time...)

What can you expect to see here? Mostly my attempts at legible literature (poetry, short prose, and other literary sounding stuff). Updates about me may also appear here and there, so watch out!

Other than that, comments are not only welcome, but mandatory for anyone that has read a post. Anything you would like to call my work, or myself, will be appreciated.

Thanks

Himanshu Sahni