The Eyes That See

Knowing eyes look down on me
Almond shaped,
Liquid green
And somehow,
Hazel.
Sad
Brimming
Caring for all they see.
Beautiful
Tender
Knowing
And wise.
Vulnerable,
With betrayal and hurt
from long ago
And heart-heartbreakingly recent.
Hoping to find an
alike soul
to share secrets
and to love forever.
Soul aching.
Stupid.
Nobody wants to look into those eyes.
Who do these eyes belong to,
Nobody but me
It seems.





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Aderes18 said...
Jun. 9, 2011 at 1:56 pm

I love this poem. :)

I hope when my true love looks into my eyes, he sees all the stuff that you said in this poem. :)

I feel this poem perfectly describes me too. :)

 
IamtheshyStargirl replied...
Jun. 13, 2011 at 5:59 pm
I hope so too, for you. I'm so very glad that you enjoy such a vast majority of my poetry :D
 
Thesilentraven This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Oct. 6, 2010 at 7:57 pm
Another beautiful poem, Stargirl. You gave the eyes such personality and complexity. The eyes are the windows to the soul, it seems; it takes great talent to give such a personality to a soul. Well done.
 
IamtheStargirl replied...
Oct. 8, 2010 at 4:54 pm

Thank you so much :)

You're the first person to really, thoughtfully praise my writing! (Well, besides my Mom, at least.)

Thanks again :)

 
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