Her gaze is like an icy inferno,
Cold and calm with a burning glow.
The passion in her eyes so powerfully dim,
Not so evident- but still makes you cave in.
Her gorgeous tone like the harsh sounds of a harp,
Beautiful and tranquillising, yet a deadly sharp.
Her ebony hair like a jagged stream,
Rough edges and wild but with a blazing gleam.
Her smile is like a dull star,
Sometimes saddened, but mesmerising from afar.
Her presence is so prominently faded,
Always lurking, yet so evaded.
But her gaze, her gaze is what makes my heart torn,
Soft like a rose's petal, but deadly like its thorn.
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100 random rhyming poems
Poetry100 random rhyming poems is an ongoing book that I started writing as a teenager really struggling with their mental health, and have continued on with through to being an adult. The tones and themes of each poem varies massively, which reflects how...
