EYES.
I think they're the most rugged and powerful
Speakers and spectators.
For our eyes they speak lucidly
in volumes than our lips ever will.
Our eyes they speak the truth that
is wrapped with a lie on the outside.
They unreveal every sadness camouflaged by mere smiles in the world.
The eyes, they tell one's stories and tales about
Love.
Loss.
Death.
Pain.
Joy.
Misery.
Wonders.
Our eyes, yes they never hide
They never tell lies.
For our eyes they uncover our souls buried underneath the skin and bones.
EYES. They're like dark tunnels that lead us to our souls beneath.
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MUSE
PoetryHighest ranking : #45 in poetry "Muse" is just a short compilation of my writings which if you may like to can regard as poems and proses. This is a work of pure fiction, names and places used are completely fictional. (It may contain amateur wri...
