Eyes of Love

The many eyes of Qiniso’s love-life There was the one with the soft eyes Speaking to a peaceful existence The one with the dark eyes Which reflected her ill-treatment at the hands of the meanest of men She had her dagger out to exact revenge on ALL men An unapologetic misandrist The one with piercing eyes Threatening to do the unthinkable If the circumstances so dictated Darting eyes Unsure of which love-path to follow Loving eyes Casting warmth on his soul Fearful eyes Unsure of how long this would last Guilty eyes Speaking to a checkered past Blank eyes Reflecting an empty soul Devoid of hope Wide, bright eyes, speaking to unparalleled intelligence Innocent eyes Untainted by the evils of this world Beady eyes, Screaming lechery and malice As someone once said: the eyes are the windows of the soul