The Beauty of Eye Language
- There is a language in her eyes, conveyed through every gesture.
- Eyes serve as the mirror to speech.
- Eyes communicate without the need for words.
- The truth lies within the eyes, while deceit lurks beyond them.
- When the eyes converse, their message surpasses any spoken word.
- Eyes are windows to the soul and body.
- Bold eyes hold a world of magic and imagination.
- Sometimes, a glance speaks volumes beyond what the tongue can express.
- The dialogue of the eyes reveals many secrets.
- The eye is the messenger of the heart.
- A person’s eyes reflect the essence of their heart.
- Eyes are the heralds of the heart.
- When verbal communication falters, eye language takes over.
- No matter how diverse the languages of humanity may be, the language of the eyes is universal and understood by all.
- Words may escape a person, yet they remain etched in their gaze.
- Certain eyes betray their owner’s secrets and allure.
- Some fear diving into the sea, yet they do not hesitate to swim in the ocean of eyes.
- Eye language is a form of non-verbal communication.
- Sometimes, the eye expresses a love that the heart has not yet felt.
- Words may fade, but emotions remain captured in one’s gaze.
- To admire eyes is to experience the silence of love as it intertwines with the fantasies of the heart.
Words on the Beauty of Eyes
- Eyes are a blessing from God; let us not let them wander astray by desires.
- Eyes are the home of tears until their boundaries are crossed.
- If all beauty lies in the eyes and their charm, what happens when it is time to sleep?
- Eyes harbor beauty that I wish the daughters of Eve would conceal from the unworthy of their brilliance.
- Eyes are a source of warmth and a repository of secrets.
- I have been wounded by love’s arrows, and I fell for the enchantment of a glance.
- Eyes can sometimes lead to the paths of sin and wrongdoing.
Beautiful Words About a Woman’s Eyes
- If a woman lacks a beautiful smile, she compensates with her eyes.
- When you see light in a woman’s eyes, know that there is a fire in her heart.
- No hair can surpass the magic found in a woman’s gaze.
- The smile of a woman embodies the greatness and beauty of life; in her eyes lies cunning and depth.
- You can read a woman’s story in her eyes.
- A woman’s eyes sparkle, breaking through the veils of imagination, capturing the essence of awaiting eternity.
- The brilliance of wisdom shines as long as the beautiful eyes of women do not cast their light away.
- The essence of seduction lies in loving a woman’s eyes while remaining unaware of their color.
- The darkness in women’s eyes is like pearls.
- When conversing with a woman, pay attention to what her eyes express.
- The most beautiful and deceptive eyes belong to women.
- I adore a woman who displays grace in every step and the clarity of the sky in her eyes, along with dignity and love in her every gesture.
- A woman might perceive a man with her ears before she sees him with her eyes.
- With every gaze into a woman’s eyes, I forget my pains and sorrows.
- A woman recognizes a man through her eyes, while a man recognizes a woman through his intellect.
- Where is the writer who captures beauty like what we see in a woman’s eyes?
- I never believed in the magic of eyes until your enchanting gaze captivated me.
- The eyes and faces unveil truths that words cannot express, revealing what lies hidden within souls.
- In her eyes, there lies a sea within which many drown, and with her lashes, an arrow that brings death.
- The most beautiful and deceptive eyes belong to women.
- Your eyes are the color of clouds, and my eyes are a desert yearning for rain; the arrow struck a gazelle, and thus the arrow of your eye pierced my heart and settled there.
- Fortunate is he who gazes into your eyes every time.
- In the beauty of your eyes bloomed a rose, and with your radiant smile, I became a gardener for the flowers.
- No beauty compares to that found in a woman’s eyes; the unsaid words in her gaze require several dictionaries to interpret.
- The greatest thief on earth is the beauty residing in a woman’s eyes; her eyes are a dry lake capable of submerging the mightiest swimmers.
- With every gaze into a woman’s eyes, I forget my pains and sorrows.
Verses About Eye Language
- The poet Qays ibn Al-Mulawwah says:
And what saddens me is that upon her farewell,
She turned away, leaving my eyes filled with tears.
When she glanced back from afar,
My heart surrendered to her gaze.
- The poet Ibn al-Rumi says:
I looked, and her gaze aimed straight for my heart,
Then she turned away, and I nearly lost my mind.
Oh, how it aches to see her glance, and when she turns away,
The arrows of her gaze cause lasting pain.
- The poet Nizar Qabbani says:
With those moonlit, dark eyes,
With those bright, rain-filled eyes,
I ask nothing from my Lord
Except for two things:
To preserve these eyes
And to grant me two more days in my life
So I can write poetry
About these two pearls.
- The poet Muhammad Ali Al-Senousi says:
Your tears, oh beautiful one, entice me towards love,
Your eyes are my harbor, and my heart has anchored.
From a delicate heart, I spotted you,
I see you in my heart at dawn and dusk.
- The poet Mahmoud Darwish says:
I come to the shadow of your eyes… I come
From the tents of distant time and from the glitter of chains.
You are all the women
Whose husbands have died, and all mothers mourning.
You are
You are the eyes from which the dawn has fled
When the songs of warblers turned
Into dry leaves in the gusts of wind!
I come to the shadow of your eyes… I come
From the skins that rugs are made from… and from the pupils
Hanging above the princess’s neck, a necklace.
You are my home and my exile… you are
You are the land that destroyed me.
You are the land that turned me into the sky…
And you are
Everything said about you is improvisation and deception.
You are neither dark nor a gazelle,
You are not dew or wine.
You are not
A rising star from the book of old songs.
When the sounds of singers tremble.. you are
The language of blood when the streets become a jungle.
And the eyes become glass,
And longing becomes a crime.
Do not die on the balconies of despair.
Every color on your lips is a celebration
Of the nights that have passed… of the day that is to come.
Make my neck the threshold of transformation,
The first line written in the book of mountains,
The mountains that have become a ladder leading to my death
And the burn that blazed on my back and yours
Will remain a question.
Where is the broker of all podiums?
Where is the one who used to chew the stones of my grave and yours?
What makes words naked?
What makes the wind thorns and the coal of nights mirrors?
What strips my skin and pierces my bones?
What makes the heart like a projectile
And the ribs of singers a mast for the flags?
What lays the fire beneath the caliph’s bed?
What makes the lips thunder?
Except for the sorrow of the shackled
When he sees
His mother’s love
As a toy in the hands of soldiers
And between the brokers of heated speeches
To break the chains and come
To death, come
To the shadow of your eyes, come.
I come to the shadow of your eyes, come
From the book of words stuffed on the returning lips.
I ate a grasshopper on the way.
I ripped apart a cloud on the way.
A fly crucified me on the road.
So forgive me…