When I look at you
And her
Together
My eyes are green
They are emeralds
Shining with the tainted light from my soul
As I try
To look away
When my mother
Yells
At me
My eyes are red
They are rubies
Burning with passion
As I bow my head
In submission
When I see you
Standing there
Alone
My eyes are gray
They are marbles
Swimming with longing
As I try to get you
To look at me
I saw a woman at the store today
She looked at me and said,
"Your eyes are such a pretty blue"
I guess the sadness
Is what really
Shines through
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Poems by a Student
شِعرAn evolution of poetry through my years in school. This description sucks. Just read the book :) Highest rank: #456
