Eyes talk.
They talk about things lips never could.
Eyes talk.
They speak the language of the soul.
Eyes talk.
Only if you listen to the silence
will you hear the words unsaid.
Eyes talk
of the pain they went through
in the dark endless nights.
Of the thorns that pierced the soul
when the tragedy of life hit.
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Poetry:My Only Friend
PoetryIn a world where falling in love is so rare, I fell in love with poetry. It gave me understanding. I write to understand my pain. I write to feel my pain and transcend it. I feel my words, I feel the past, the present, I envision the future, all th...
