Impress me not.

Impress me not with numerous expensive gifts,
But with a rose plucked spontaneously in a swift.

Impress me not by quoting John Keats and Shakespeare,
But with a poem inked by you, inhibiting all your fear.

Impress me not by praising my beauty,
But with sharing my dreams and aspirations beneath the starry sky of the city.

Impress me not with a high end date,
But with a random rendezvous with books where you read me stories I wish to listen and can't wait.

Impress me not with the cliche "I love you" and mushy talk,
But with your vulnerable thoughts while we take a walk.

Impress me not with the promises of happily ever after,
But with accepting the reality of having our share of pain, despair, happiness and laughter.

Impress me not!

© Sheerin Naz.

Beyond Beauty!

"You look beautiful". A compliment she used to get every now and then.

"Thank you". She would respond gracefully with a smile which was beautiful yet brief.

Everyone loves compliments. She wasn't any different but, with time the need of being known as a person and not someone who was just "beautiful" had started haunting her. She craved for a life that was beyond the typical standards of beauty.

"Did anyone tell you that your eyes speak a lot"? A guy sitting next to her in the coffee shop said.

"Excuse me"? She was startled.

"I am sorry but, you cannot be excused. Your eyes speak volumes. I guess you have lots of stories that need to be voiced".

And, there she was, speaking her heart out in a random rendezvous with a stranger who now was a passionate listener. Someone who wanted to hear how she felt and was least bothered about how she "looked".

© Sheerin Naz.