@Winona
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Dead Eyes
Dead eyes. Dead eyes. Staring from afar. Tired eyes Dried tears For those stupid years Right glance Wrong hands Thats why our hearts never dance
Dead eyes. Dead eyes. Colder than ice You had me stumbling Tossing and turning Drapes are on fire You're all behind the burning When our soul is convenient When efforts are apparent You stayed Then left. You're the one being inconsistent. Telling me ill Had to numb it all It's a hard-to-swallow pill
Dead eyes. Dead eyes. Unresolved demise. You're a two-faced. Left me with paper-all blank space. You took what you needed Support and the calls you long to be heeded Afterwards, When you can stand on your own again You lift your feet Walked away. Dead eyes. Your dead eyes Are beautiful but without love Dead eyes Cold like dry ice Scorching with lies When our eyes meet again Although the hearts are all stained Tell me why I deserved such pain.
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Human eyes are so powerful
It's the window to the soul
Yeah. Truth lies behind those eyes.
Eyes can be decieving
"Tell me why I deserved such pain." Your words had literally pierced my heart. I can feel it, all the emotions and all that makes up your dead eyes. And I am really a fan of your writing skills. How to be you po?
Fall in love. Heart ache can teach you a lot. Hahaha joke lng. Give it a try, write what's on your heart. Anything that's created with the heart is beautiful:)
Lol. This reminded me of a weird fact about me. *If I don't like your eyes, honestly I won't like you* 😂 Lovely poem👌
I always believe that eyes are the windows to the soul
Lovely poem you have here dear. Eyes really is a way to talk and understand someone more. But let us not abuse those beautiful eyes. It needs rest and love❤
That's why we need to sleep in time hahahah😂
Hahahahha katurugi na neh😂
Dead eyes Dead eyes This poem is sad and filled with strife But makes the poetic heart like mine alive.
Waiting for the hope to arrive The heart died- love deprived For all the times I know I tried I know I write, before the ink has dried.
Though dried, The words of the pen is undenied, Speaking for the heart who died, You are still worth it, so smile.
Smiling is a facade, I can't put in the mask It's just a hard job to ask The eyes don't deny Im just not so good with lies
But the heart tell no lies, Cut the negativity that is tied, I am here, if you want to cry. Let the eyes rest for a while.
It's not the eyes that wanted rest It's the soul with bruised up vest But life is not about the caught up zest I can't just get rid of it like an unwanted guest
A hug you should feel, As it repairs the damaged seal. Warm the heart so it could heal, And heal the soul to make you real.
I know you'd like to cheer me up I might fell down today but I'll get up Dont worry that much, I've learn to cope up
When face mask is in. Eyes play.
Tricky, eh?
Love the rhyme's
Thanks
Nice rhyming 😉
Thanks:)
Sure welcome
great job
Thanks
It's sad that it's more common to see lifeless eyes on passers-by these days
We can all pretend. But to those who can read the eyes, eyes can never lie.
Your eyes are the mirror of your soul
I believe in that too haha
You're really amazing in doing such poems. It's very good. Those eyes seems not dead for me. They're full of life
Thanks:) I hope everybody can see the life in those eyes too haha
We have same color of eyes . Life really resides there
>You took what you needed Support and the calls you long to be heeded Afterwards, When you can stand on your own again You lift your feet Walked away. How can one do such a thing? This is so hurtful. After all you've done for him.... I was feeling emotional when I read this poem...
Sorry to make you emotional. But well, people are unpredictable. People can be like that sometimes, it's just the way they are and we cant change them
hehe that's fine :)
Such a painful poem, and i think it'll be a hood lyrics in a poem❤
Thanks. Although, it's just gonna be a poem for now
Thanks. Although, it's just gonna be a poem for now
I don't know if it just poked a sensitive part in me but I could easily relate to the pain that you are trying to tell everyone. The pain you bear yet still hopeful twud ease out till next time you meet. Loving this! More please
We can't express powerful feelings if we didnt experience them at first hand, sooo I guess there it is haha. Thanks by the way:)
I hoped for a happier end something like: Dead eyes. Your dead, broken eyes Will never close again.
Like a hopeful ending?
If death is hopeful to you the answer is yes.
Death is a paradox