Express Myself- a collection of short poems

The Eye Thief

I live a simple life, so it is seeming

I am good for nothing, so it is seeming

What they do not see

is what they do not feel

when I steal their eyes

all glimmering and gleaming

I place them in a jar, out in plain sight,

I have a whole collection of them

All it takes is a bit of my hand's slight,

Sometimes I wear them

and the world changes colour

There becomes beauty where there never was before

we, humans, are fickle creatures

I can never wear them for too long

but my love for them is strong

come see my jar of eyes, try it out to see new sights

Maybe you will see me the eye thief in completely new lights.