Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Apr 2014
disappointed eyes
hand pushing a jaw
away

it's not something i want to see
and i never asked you
to love me

wear a blindfold
so i can't see
sadness
watching me
echoing your unwavering
gaze

anger comes later
i know
i would read the lines
of your scowl
if i was brave enough
to see what they wrote

your gaze
will move away
at any moment
after you tell me
everything you hate
and i will be okay
and you will stop missing me
pluie d'été
Written by
pluie d'été
787
   ---, Jayanta, Mila and Pamela Rae
Please log in to view and add comments on poems