Hello Poetry
Submit your work and get some sparkles! Create free account
"eyes are the windows to the soul" or so i've been told for some reason you enjoy staring into my eyes and i always look away because if eyes really are the windows to the soul im terrified you'll discover that my soul is full of pain and sorrow my windows are shattered and the glass shards might cut you badly so i'd rather keep you wishing than let you down because when you stare into my eyes you wont see vast blue skies through unclouded glass you'll see a thunderstorm through a shattered window pane
0
Apr 9, 2014
Apr 9, 2014 at 11:30 PM UTC
cut up
"eyes are the windows to the soul" or so i've been told for some reason you enjoy staring into my eyes and i always look away because if eyes really are the windows to the soul im terrified you'll discover that my soul is full of pain and sorrow my windows are shattered and the glass shards might cut you badly so i'd rather keep you wishing than let you down because when you stare into my eyes you wont see vast blue skies through unclouded glass you'll see a thunderstorm through a shattered window pane
not sure if this is finished
yasmeen
Written by
Apr 9, 2014
Apr 9, 2014 at 11:30 PM UTC
Request permission to use this poem