(by a close person)
Restless you, always eager to learn,
You defy norms without much concern.
Talkative you, sometimes just eyes speak a ton,
Humble you follow your heart,
And cares for your loved ones.
Free-spirited you, laugh with childlike enthusiasm,
Showing rational bearing in moments of dissension.
Your individuality, I wonder, why does it have so many dimensions?
(by a stranger)
Staring at the sky,
Her eyes hold inexpressible verve
Those brown eyes followed,
A bird's fluttering feathers
The awe on nature's skill,
On her petite face, ebbed and flowed
Like a sparkle of the fireflies,
The wisdom in her eyes glowed
Lighthouse she was,
For the sullen faces there,
Slowly, stared at her and smiled
Her presence, the lighthouse,
The light itself, her beaming eyes.
(This work is based on another person's perspective of the poet- one, from a close person's point of view and other from a stranger's point of view.)
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Jar of Poesy
Poesía"Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words." - Robert Frost 'Jar of Poesy' is a collection of poems churned out in the moments when the emotions and thoughts mingled to create words - words reflecting the percep...
