The Beauty of An Eye
Piercing through the blank of an eye,
You can see the encrypted true intentions,
Every truth and every truth’s lie,
Strain and tensions.
Vehement emotions come and leave,
And the iris shifts sequently.
A myriad of colors break and weave,
Yet unchanged frequently.
Each one has a different tale to tell,
Love, hate, war, grief,
The window to a forsaken hell,
Behind the revealing motif.
What do yours have suppressed in the deep,
Coiled in the eye’s phantasm?
The thoughts ablaze,
Covered in cold glaze,
All seep through the pupil’s chasm.
Copyright © Correagndslkhsj Loaifhshfasjkh | Year Posted 2019
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