Saturday, February 23, 2008

You With The Sad Eyes (Poem)


You with the sad eyes,
Piercing blue flecked with gold,
That can penetrate me
Like a bullet straight to my heart.

Every time your glance falls on me
In the midst of the passing crowds,
It's as though time stood still for that single moment.

You with the sad eyes,
In your heart
Are unspoken grievances and hurts,
That I can only guess but will never know.

But I cannot help you ease the pain,
If you refuse to let go of it.
I cannot help you mend your heart,
If you refuse to leave your wounds alone.


You with the sad eyes,
I do not understand
Why you keep picking at your scars,
Like a child constantly fingering
The scab on his knee.

Re-opening the wounds,
Letting the bad memories spurt forth
Like a nightmare rewinding itself
All over again.


You with the sad eyes,
Unable to let go completely,
Afraid to move on
And search once more,
For the emotions that you’ve long forgotten.
For the laughter that ceased to exist,
On the day
Your heart started to fall apart.
And mine ached for what yours was going through.


Every time your glance falls on me
In the midst of the passing crowds,
It's as though time stood still for that single moment.
And I tell myself, I am falling in love.

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