My eyes say it all
The twinkle, in my eye when I smile at you,
Tears running, down
My face when you are gone
The smile inside, them when you are here
Holding me close
The intensity, in them like fire and ice when we are hot and cold like summer and winter
When I’m in love
you can see, the passion and lust for you
When we have anger or disappointment they walk a way with me and never look back
My eyes say it all,
when they have been hurt by someone they love or trust
you can see the razors, inside that want to cut through you, for the pain you’ve caused when you said, you’d stay but you leave anyway
My eyes say it all,
when they’ve been healed by self love and self care
you can see the sunset rising inside, when they’ve conquered the heart ache and pain they had suffered, and have moved on with a smile inside them because they are happy with in themselves
My eyes say it all
I love myself again
About the Creator
Jennifer lindquist
I’ve always had a interest in poetry since I took a creative writing class in high school. Writing poetry is my safe place where I can either get positive or sometimes negative energy out by my writing of poetry.
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Thirty (one) and Neither Flirty nor Thriving.
I'm thirty-one and orbiting the same few mistakes like they're landmarks. London is already awake before I am (or before I've slept) - sirens somewhere far enough to ignore, buses sighing at stops, people moving with purpose I can't quite borrow. I lie there for a bit, tasting last night at the back of my throat, trying to remember if I meant to drink that much or if it just...happened again.
By Stacey Vella2 days ago in Psyche
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This is the best poem I’ve read of yours. You see, you’re going to get better and better. Keep writing, Sis.