Your Lying Eyes

As get up and on my way
Strolling towards the pier
On this fine sun shining day 
Looking for someplace cool
Where I can drink a beer

I noticed a lady sitting very near
She gradually peered up to see me
Oh what a mystery as her
Lying eyes surrounded 
The spirit that lives in me 

As if she had control of those 
Deep dark lying eyes that now
Controlled the vessel that guides what I see 
At this point, I'm starting
To despise what this lady has done

With her lying eyes before I could realize
I was sitting down when she said now 
Open your eyes, and don't try to be wise
Or I will let these lying eyes 
Take you on this wild crazy ride 

Way up be honed the sky 
When you ask yourself why 
Then you should have never looked 
At me because of my lying eyes 
Has captured you as my prize 

Unfortunately, this has
Led to your demise
Nobody dares try to look
Into my lying eyes 
And ever lives
To tell a lie
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Krutsinger Avatar
May 7, 2018 at 9:35 AM
Interestingly enough, this too is a fine poem; it takes such a dark bend; I am going to re-read it. It is proof that you have more than one trick up your sleeve, Jack.
Cooper Avatar
May 7, 2018 at 11:05 AM
Thanks, Caren I rarely write fiction just wanted to see if my imagination had the ability to do it so thanks for reading it and enjoying it.
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