The Eyes Betray
The eyes, its said, are open doors
That let me see in, more and more…
Or;
If I delve into their crystal deep,
The hate and pain will quickly leap
At me;
Now free,
They show me who you are.
Not the outside, but in,
And every sin, now hidden within
Your heart.
I see it all in a glance,
Or, the longer the stare
Even memories will dance
Into my sight…
How contrite.
The dishonest emotion,
Or heartfelt devotion;
Apparent,
Long before you develop
Even the slightest of notions.
I've seen who you were,
And what you have been;
The blunt realities you mask
With room-brightening grins.
The eyes, they betray,
And take me away,
To places so distant, my mind starts to sway.
They betray good and the bad,
But more often they show me
Things that are sad
Or scenes that depress,
And as my visions grow larger,
I pray to see less…
And less.
In the eyes of new strangers,
Or eyes of close friends,
The truth can be useful;
The means to an end.
Finding good and the bad,
In youth, or the old,
But in your eyes, I see nothing…
To me they are cold.
So you are lost to me now,
And I find myself incomplete somehow,
For what at one time,
Used to be mine;
Made life bearable,
Made life divine,
Has been snatched away
With only one warning sign.
It's in the eyes you see...
Powerful intensity,
That reveal themselves to me
With overwhelming necessity.
Once brighter than day,
Now gone far away,
It's in the eyes you see…
The eyes betray.
Reason for writing:
I have an obsession with eyes. I can tell you alot about a person by just looking into their eyes. (Please comment on any of my poetry, I would love to hear from any one)
Birth sign: Libra
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