eyes
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Veo
Tu belleza en tu sonrisa
Tu belleza en tus ojos
Tu belleza en tu cadencia
Tu belleza en tus fragancias.
I'm going insane.Ifeel I can't breathe.Because no matter where I go, snow, hail, or rainI feel like someone's watching me just down the lane. Blood always pounds in my ears.I can always picture my darkest fears.
what a sight to behold,
your loving green eyes in the soft morning light.
i could reminesce for hours on end
upon the moments i have fallen deeper,
deeper into an unending love.
Good night my little wee oneIt's time to close your eyesIf you'll but wait till morningYou'll get a big surpriseThe sun will smile and greet youIn ever changing skiesFor mom and daddy love you
I realizeI have real eyesThat see real lies— ~Nearsighted (rule of law) ~Farsighted (rule of lies) ~The "ayes" have it (hidden agenda)
Sun scorching, sweltering, sizzling beach.My hardened soles resist the heat.Sunglasses shielding my eyes.White cotton ball clouds glide.Along deep blue skies.But I’m blue too.
Neither you saw nor you noticed
that my eyes was on you from the beginning
It left you for some time but then you made them again stuck on you.
Neither you saw nor you noticed
When you look into her eyes
Trying to find whatever lies
Behind those dark stares,
Under that cold skin of hers,
Beneath the crown she had worn,
All you can do is fantasize:
What would it be like,
What do you see when you look in my eyes?
Can you see all the memories that I so strongly despise?
So badly I wish that I could cry.
Or even better, I wish I could get high.
I smell the whiskey on your breath
Third day this week
Once again you had too much
Once again you took too much
Why must I love you so much?
I touch your soul with just a glance
A spark of blue that floods my eyes
Yet I’m anchored to their comfort
You look back and see the world
While I see one glistening star
You see the universe
Sometimes, I see it in their eyes.
Their irises are green, like a spring day
And their pupils black, like a midnight sky.
When they are awake,
Their irises are the color of green grass,
Burning,My eyes are burning,A family recipe of allergies and tearsThey spill down my cheeksThey pool at my feetCryingI can’t stop itI am no longer in control hereThey go where they please
i could get losT in those eyes.
beHind them there are other worlds, lights, and sensations thAt take you like a tidal wave.
the world fades away around us for a Time,
and it’S an epic euphoria, all the little while.
Dear one, what did you say?
A dining hall, a distant day,
It seems it was time
For goodbye,
Speaking of my eyes,
‘They shine so bright’,
Words said (or words of this kind),
I’ll always remember the first time you smiled at me.
It wasn’t the soft curve of your mouth,
Ii was the sparkle in your eyes.
It lit you up.
Like nectar for a bee, it drew me to you.
you asked me what I see in your eyes. I could’ve been cliché and said I saw the sea, but instead I said, that I see a whole world in your eyes. With a fading blue-orange sky and crickets chirping and little children playing outside. With smiles
Those eyes
Peering straight into my soul
No matter what always glad
always love filled
Thank you
A time or two they had rolled under the bed,
through the closets, around in my head.
Tired and worn, they had seen so much.
Pain, hurt, love, friendship and such.
A time had come to put them to rest,
Have you ever stared into another's eyes?
It's mesmerising, almost intoxicating.
The colours can be so vivid.
From the brightest greens of ferns and leaves.
To the deepest blues of a lake or the sea.
I once heard that
My eyes hold an identity
That is not entirely my own.
Where are you from?
I speak my wishes into existence.
I will no longer go through this self resistance.
I set myself free to fly amongst the sea.
It's the same thing everytime.
A presentation is assigned.
Names starting with "A" are the worst.
I know I will be called on first.
And sure enough, without a doubt,
Shadows cover my face
It’s no warm embrace
In case you didn’t notice,
I am not a pompous little lotus.
I see what some cannot
The hours passing through an empty lot
This place is far from home
Eyes like the ocean
In more ways than one
They get trapped in the waves
Swallowed until there were none
As the eyelashes flutter
The wind blows stronger
Get lost is them both
I saw you in the sky
I saw you in the clouds
I saw you everywhere
With me, without a doubt
I kept looking at you
Couldn’t keep my eyes off
Reflection
September 10, 2018 ~ Monday
Wake up one day
Staring into the face of someone I don’t recognize
Are those my eyes or hers
While everyone watches the sun set
I watch you
I watch last light find refuge in your eyes
And i envy it
What better home could there be
Than right at the doorsteps to your soul
What do I see When I look into your deep, blue eyesI see a deafening silence that hurtsAn ache for a hug that gives comfort
In your eyes I see wonder everywhere
In each of your glances and every stare
Your eyes rich and full of color
Read situations like a scholar
my present quickly swirls into the past
the feeling of home overcomes me at last.
shades of masquerade envelope the room
flickering shadows setting the castle a gloom.
as the tornado of dancing swarms around me
If I could look into your eyes deeply,
see your soul
Your baby soul.
Like remembering my own;
you'd know I love you forreal,
embraced in a cradle.
Admiring soul
since seeing is believing,
i close my eyes,
when i hear lies,
because seeing is believing...
I didn't want to think about the way you said my name;
the way your soft, rose-pink lips moved and curled in a way,
a way that made my heart stop and start so abruptly.
Your eyes remind me of honey.
Of warm summer nights.
Of nights where everything was peaceful and laughter filled the air.
Nights spent lying awake dreaming of what could be.
Dear onlooking eyes,
We’re all thorns
One speculated look
Will prick another
One judgement can imprison another mind
Poison begins to seap
It could slowly take over
Dolphin Gray -
The color of my favorite
Crayola Crayon
At six years old
slightly blue-tinted gray catching my eye
you broke me
broken inside I now am
you touched me
in places others can not reach
my mind
places I did not want the world to see
you told me to let you in
the light house
Why do you make me see the world the way I do?
Why can't I see it the way I did before all the bad news?
Why are you showing me the pain from people around me?
Why do people find comfort in you when I can't?
dear the one who feels like home
when we were together
you looked straight into my ocean of a heart
and relieved me of some of its weight
some of its noise
This morning,
I noticed something
I have such beautiful eyes
Which is weird
I've never been happy with them
Nor sad either
I haven't felt any sort of feeling with my eyes
Until I looked the mirror
Dear Blue,
The look in her eyes shows the pain
The smile she puts up is just a phase
She has been living in such a daze.
Plays pretend with reality
Stacy,
I can still remember your gorgeous pearls,
those devilish items revealed the greatest treasure for me.
These riches could only be a girls.
The pearls gave me a view into the sea,
Dear You,
This is my least favorite part of my day.
I can never escape her eyes.
And my body can never escape her judgments.
"Bent, broken, barbed"
That's all she seems to say as her nails
Do not say anything,
Not even a word.
Even if you want me to,
I connot ablige.
Untill you have seen,
My life through my eyes.
I can see the dying trees
And the blooming flowers,
The strikes of lightening
And the drizzling rain.
All through my window I can see these things.
I can see the working bees
Your eyes locked with mine;
It´s tight, as there´s no key to unlock us.
Looking into you is my value.
Looking back at our memories;
Being able to laugh at the good and the bad,
Cheerful crow’s feet by your eyes
Those turquoise orbs melt me
In the sunlight, I see the stars
You lift me
Your perfectly straight teeth
My mother,
a true Caco women,
a wingless butterfly
who flew to New York without her skin.
She who once stood under a flaming red tree
stepped back and let go of me.
She lost her father,
Your smile isn't brighter than the sun,
infact, compared to the stars its a fraction.
I won't get lost in your eyes,
but please don't let this demoralize.
If your smile was brighter than the sun, it'd be unnatural,
I look into his eyes and
See a fantasy world.
Filled with unique colors...
Colors not yet identified.
Shy sparks of blue
Hide beneath his smile.
They light up the sky
your eyes are as bright as the twinkling starson a cloudless nighteveryone can’t help but to stop and stareat the beauty of the earthuncovered in the night skygracefully dipped in moonlight
I look in her eyes
I have never met someone
Who made me feel the way
The early morning sun
And the splashing waves
On white sandy beaches
Make me feel
Until I saw into her eyes
Her eyes were like diamonds, glassy and sharp.
They pierced into the souls of whomever came her way.
They were the reason he wanted her so badly.
He felt a longing, a pull, that he could not explain.
Rocking in azure blue,
Fluorescent lights all around,
Rockets flying; left and right, lawyers sue,
And I think it’s funny Looking up at the sky In the darkest of nights Like those days I looked in your eyes I can see everything I see all this world We are just a speck
i like to dress for an imaginary girl(we will meet each other soon) by putting ona silk tie with subtle Chinese birdssewn in.she may be picturing me in her mirroras she applies exactly the necessary line
It comes suddenly, doesn't it? That feeling, that prickling sensation, crawling across the nape of your neck.
They caught me off guard on a normal weekday afternoon,
They matched your smile when I first saw it come through,
They danced and sparkled when you laughed at my expense;
it feels like i’ve
finally figured out how
they made your eyes:
add one spoonful of
honey sweeter than any
words i’ve ever written;
His big brown eyes are what pull me in,
He thinks they’re dumb,But I think they’re beautiful.I look into his eyes and I find a story,
As she contacted my eyes,
her words lost their purpose and
gravity,
becoming
dulcet echoes,
gradually
drowning
in the mellow sea
of my subconscious reality.
I couldn’t tell you what I thought at the beginning of this year
Every word people said were just words that…
Bounced off my ear
I graduated high school with a 4.0
Easy for me, everyone expected me to
As I write, my heartbeat accelerates.
As I think of him, my hands start to shake.
I thought this was what I was waiting for all my life.
The year 2016 is when I really had to put up a fight.
I remember the colour of her eyes
Staring up with me with more heat than that Summer day.
All the fire,
All the passion,
All the greens and browns and golds.
City lights and pollution covered the sky. Will he ever see the stars glimmer through his brown eyes? He was lucky to see the moon. Most nights helicopters and airplanes had taken over where stars were supposed to loom.
like bird afraid of heights
Or night losing moon
and
stars
In her eyes
Your heart was always
mine ..
-Jordan Jessie
That boy was only 17
Lyrics coming out from his eyes
Those hands
Those eyes
His guitar, my ukulele
Your eyes,
Cold, hard,
Dark as the night sky,
They stare at me,
Empty,
Holding nothing but brittle air,
Saying nothing more than lost love
The eyes of the past
Look at me with shame
Look at the the pain you caused
And you're the only one to blame
The eyes of the present
Look at me with calm
The past is the past
Irises like a green spring leaf mixed
with the bright-brown foliage of fall,
You say you try to help me,
Lies,
You help me through it all.
Your smile makes me smile,
it's as simple as that.
Perfectly powder blue iris’ of yours
display my past present and future
back at me
parched lips of mine
dabbled with a subtle rouge
After a couple years with you
I realized that my favorite color isn’t purple
It was brown
No
Not any kind of brown
She has so many secrets
Beneath those sea blue eyes
So much she's never spoken
So many hidden lies
She wants to show her real self
But in fact she's too afraid
She thinks if she takes off the mask
Again,
I have fallen
into a deep
vast
ocean blue
where there is time
for me and
you.
The lilt of your
voice
is oh so familiar.
The shade of your eyes
Yesterday, your eyes were green.
They were a subtle green, the color of a springtime meadow at dawn.
They were the color of hope; the color of trying again.
Moon shineSun shineweave through the linesthat divide and marginwhat we interpret as realityonly what is tangible and experienced but what of the invisible?
I take a look inside your eyes,
A daring quest I know.
I long to hear the lullabies,
And feel the fresh white snow.
I want to see your memories,
Look at me. No, look at ME. What do you see? Do you see the me in me? Or do you see the me you only know?
The me outside of me? The me that everyone else sees? Look at me.
I sit and stare at you
And ponder upon your beauty.
Wondering if you find me beautiful?
Wondering if you realize how handsome you are?
I sit and peer into you.
Wanting to see deep into your soul.
your eyes
were a much deeper blue than i thought
causing me to dive inside
to run around and get lost
but i'm terrified that by tomorrow
you won't be there like before
and i won't have your eyes
And your intellect is wasted.Let me tell you, your words will lose their depth.Because she hears them and smiles,but they are hollow to her.They are just an extension of you.
Ethereal sensations pass through me as he searches for his answer,
Yielding to the slightest touch of his hand as my own
There are galaxies behind your eyes
With more than a million stars.
But why the constellations of your skies
Look exactly like my scars?
I wear my restlessness
Beneath my eyes
I am restless
Restless from heartache
Watching my loved ones fade away
And letting others do me wromg
Restless because I am afraid
I don't believe that I've ever seen
Eyes quite like yours
I thought they were blue
But maybe they're green?
Wait, now they're both
I'm not sure what to think.
Look straight ahead,
Your eyes remind me of Monet'sImpression, sunrise. Like standing by the water,At five o'clock in the morning,Sea breeze and an oversized sweater. Full of promise and new beginnings.Like rays of light dancing on the harbor.Salty air and messy hair
In the night sky
The star’s twinkle
To the rhythm of my heart
The man in the moon
Sings me to sleep
With the sweetest melody
Made of light and convex beams
Colors dance in the daylight
They are everywhere
Watching, waiting for a slip-up
Waiting to criticize you for
everything you do.
There it is again! That feeling
of eyes on you.
You turn and search for the eyes
Lids yawn to consciousness and
Awaken, blind to the
Mysteries of 6 am and the
Shapes and colors dance like the
Creatures of last night’s dreams until
Lazy lenses work toward order,
If I were to look outside and see,
A world so full of rich, verdant green,
My hands would itch for my pen and ink,
Whilst I paint in my mind before I blink.
The space of darkness between each look,
What I need is some security
I know finding someone worth keeping is a rarity
Believe me this ain't no chairty
Cause all I need to survive is a little love
But waiting for someone, is something I'm sick of
Green eyes stare back into mineand time becomes lostWe talk under starshineThough tomorrow we'll pay the cost
I see you, when you see me
I see trees dancing to the wind’s rhythm
I see children making music in the park
I see water moving down the mountain’s back
I looked into my eyes one day
Stared right into my soul
But scared to go that way
I turned around and fell into
the black hole
It's Enough
Just to swim
In the deepness
Of the Sea
It's Enough
Just to twist
As I'm unlocked
With a Key
It's Enough
Just to have
Your eyes gaze
Down on Me
"Her big blue eyes
So full of tears
Seen so much
Over all the years
Her big blue eyes
So deep and cool
They look so happy
But don't be a fool
It's okay
Don't be afraid
People are like apples picked from a tree,The beautiful ones with no imperfections are picked first,but that makes them bitter and unripe.
The bruised and dented are picked last,but that makes them sweet and delicious.
a true blessing they are
they upgraded my eyes
no more silly glasses
to hide me from the outside
although they may be costly
I do love them so
for I'd choose sight over money
I remember how you would look up at the night sky. Your eyes would look up in wonder at those little twinkling lights, a smile would sneak upon your face. And for a moment, you would glance back towards me.
I stare into her eyes and they tell me all I need to know
but I ask anyways
Why do you push me away?
Why do I feel the way I do when I hold you?
Eyes that see
Ears that hear
We read His Word; We hear His voice
I find in Him my rest.
she came
she saw
she took
what she
needed
with soft
hands by
her touch
she then
approached him
he came again
she called
him in
she wanted
She saw Him
He saw Her
Both on contacts
with the eye
whatever were the
distractions to be
it was but
a sweet meet
a sweet feast
a joyous joy
Saintly silent waits he,
to have a silent slight glimpse of her again,
he silently misses her milky face,
her big round eyes.
Saintly he waits silent,
for his silent alarm to ring again,
Haphazardly beautiful
rocks Spewed onto the Ground
bright and Safe through eyes of Blue
Shade so sweet to eyes of brown
red eyes see it Dead, Rustic
eyes Move fast and catch a glimpse
In this small world where we live in,
Where "busy" is the only word leaving our mouths,
Where our feet are stuck in the past,
Is there any path towards the future?
Without any thought about our actions,
I begin to drown in an ocean of blue, only to realize I've forgotten my life jacket.
These eyes, they take me without invitation.
I'm sucked into a whirlpool that leads to an endless gaze.
You say you’re not not deepBut your eyes have a different storyThey tell me you want to enjoy life and make it funnyYou want trust again but afraid of failure
My reflection is in my eyes
And in my hands
They are always moving
Trying to find an abode
Trying to find a cause
Looking upon the distant faces
With no color to define them
Can You See?
Have you
ever wondered
how a cave
would react
if light
would stream in
unashamed?
Could you imagine
the things
you could see
Social Media is a game controling our life.
Loging on to Facebook
Recieving "Likes"
Logging on to Twitter
Receiving "Favorites"
Logging on to Vine
Receiving "Revines"
I don't know what color his eyes are.
I know that they're somewhere between
blue and green and gray
but I cannot say exactly
I have memorized every detail of him.
I could map out his chest and
Eyes are our passageways to see the world
In one simple movement, eyes reveal a kingdom of color and life from a realm of darkness
I've been searching
for a way out
of this blurred vision.
Among checkups and lenses
I watched through pink frames.
Instead I am ostracized
Words coming down,
Hurtful and unnoticeable.
Pang settles in the heart,
Uncomfortable and unbearable.
Next comes the tears,
Wanting to wipe away,
Yet with pride in the way,
When it comes to drawing,
moving a utensil across a page.
I could create a masterpiece, but
have the eyes be lopsided.
One look has more power than a lightning strike
for in her eyes you can see the impending storm
The fierce clouds that once colored the distance
Behind the eyes
is something hard to find.
The doorway to something
beautiful,
dark, or
kind.
It may be lost,
buried deep
beneath the shadows that loom
inside.
I remember his eyesThat they reflected mine,The golden encapsulated,Red-flecked beautiesThat so often got us confusedFor brotherAnd sister.
My eyes keep burning
from what seems like one hundred hours
of staring into a dry wind.
That wind seems determined
to send my retinas into a drought.
It hurts to close them.
Behind the curtains of my eyes
Hides a glare
A stare
A lie
The carefully crafted façade
The fragile, cheap disguise
Behind a mask lies another
Feeble layer of an onion
You think my eyes are boring.
But my eyes are chocolate lava that burns into your flesh.
My eyes are the gorgeous mahogany obsidian encrusted jewelry that you will never be able to afford.
Your eyes
Like fire
Swirling,
Clawing,
Grasping,
Falling
and rising again.
Shooting away sparks,
dying
and rising again.
Twisting,
Tortured,
Dying.
In my life I have experienced change with time.
Life, death, moving, changing.
It's all apart of it.
I look into the mirror and look at how I, myself, have changed.
Your eyes are like the ocean
full of secrets
someone could get lost
by staring to long
some people enjoy them
yet some people never
have yet to experience them
Little blue eyes, looking up at me
You gaze and I wonder what you'll be
You're hand wrapped around my finger tight
I promise to hold you through the darkest nights
Little blue eyes, so full of dreams
Every time I walk around
The bullets puncture me
The bullets of your eyes
Your stare, the way you watch me
It stings into my soul
but you know what
I can get shot and survive
I don't appreciate
when you approach me
just to tell me that I'm so blessed
with such a sexy body.
And you have no right
to be offended when
I don't kiss the ground you walk on
Your Eyes
No they don't remind me of the ocean
they are no where near a sunset
or a mid-summers day
Your Eyes
they are a galaxy
I stare into them and gasp for air
She had sadness in her eyes
Everyday of her life,
And no one knew why.
They didn't know
The memories that haunted her
Each and every day
Of her short life.
Porcelain
Where are you? What are you doing?
This is not right! Unacceptable!
Is this what you pictured?
I have a confession.
There is a someone,
A special someone,
A someone who warms my smile,
My eyes say it all
They tether and beckon,
Billow, shake, disrupt and push
My eyes are more eloqent than their empty novella
One day they might be a turbulent seaWisps of passionate blouse and foamy greensSwirling, raging, trying to capture meTumultuous waters only I’ve seen
You may have it all,
With your lovely eyes and bashful
smile,
But all of you won't matter in a while.
I've given in to the greater good,
And it's time to let it be understood.
There's a girl in my English classwho always looks out the windowand sketches little people on the side of her spiral notebook.
My heart thumps as he comes closerpalms sweating, breath quickening.he sits at my table and glances at mewith eyes as blue as the ocean.
Can you feel it? The embellishment of my essence.
Do you understand what makes him valuable? It's his thoughts combined with his actions.
Scrutiny. That's the world I would use to embody a mirror.
Not vanity, or beauty, or even reflection. But scrutiny.
Though she is fragile and shy,
her eyes tell a story she cannot hide.
Green as the leaf of a rose,
her eyes attract you. Why? You don't know.
Though she is fragile and shy,
You say my eyes reveal my soul
To expose what lies within
…but what shines through
The careful mask I wear just for you?
My eyes are blue, like the sky at night when the stars are out,
illuminating the distance between Point A and Point B,
but they never cease to shine,
even when the day replaces the night,
My dreams are re-told stories that swamp my mind while I sleep.
They're all violent,
but never entwine in one another.
One.
I'm smothered.
No matter how I look,
no matter how I am percieved,
I have the fire within my eyes,
Emotion I can express,
That can intrigue,
Stir up emotion
Sexual,
Long limber legs
clumsy yet cultured-
diamond shaped face
both priceless and scarred-
bouncy brunette hair
too complicated in the mornings but too simple at night-
who is she?
Sparkling
thats how they're seen
Blood shot
how they feel
after hours of work
Portals to the soul
thats how they're cliched
For gorgeous eyes, pursue the good in people
For an attractive mouth, speak words of grace
For a narrow nose, keep it on everyone's level
For a slim figure, share the food you don't need to those who do
You come to find that life isn't going to love you
Stay in your bed till you feel my body become numb. Stay in bed till YOU feel nothing
Light shines through your window, and there you still are
Eyes.
They see beauty,
They show fear.
They take in each piece of life
Through a simple blinking action,
As if taking a picture,
Letting the lenses soak in its surroundings.
My eyes
They make me happy.
How they sparkle and shine,
A golden brown,
Like the rays of the sun.
You make my heart melt.
Your eyes so beautiful,
I can't control myself.
Your eyes so beautiful,
Gaze on me only but for a second, and thus I shall know
That in agonizing uselessness are my feelings of woe.
For when your vision crosses mine
I seek no other but the eyes of thine.
Your eyes used to be so bright
They looked straight forward
Unnerving but more alive than all those around you,
They used to look so colorful and awake
What changed you?
Was it the people?
One eye
Stung by a bee
But with no eye working
You cannot see
Two eyes
As it´s meant to be
But two eyes means one man
And that´ll get lonely
Three eyes
Unusually
I like to think i know you
and that you know every dark corner of my being.
how much is exchanged
when gazes collide?
Close your eyes,
Close your eyes and breathe.
This can’t be me,
This isn’t happening to me.
But it is.
And you can’t help it,
But what did you do?
Why you?
The weight is over bearing,
She smiles so deeply that it leaves imprints on her cheeks.
Her laugh brings joy to others that are far beyond her reach.
As I look forward, I feel an icy blast,
the bright blue envelops me,
I am powerless to resist,
Calm.
Dangling of my fingers over the edge of a boat, gently caressing in and out of the still water.
Blue.
Grey pale mountain peaks, hazy off in the distance.
Warm.
It is during waking hours that you simmer on the back burner.
Softly existing
Gently rolling
Around
On my tongue
In my mind
You held me
Caressing flesh
Tracing curves
Turning your porcelain skin in circles
around mine
My body, scarred
lived in
Yours smooth
The first day of middle school, dread and fear.
This is what started my eighth grade year.
I knew no one, not one single friend
…
With every shade and every tone
Oh how your eyes, how they chill my bones
Behind these blue eyes are much more than you know
Smiling, twinkling, and glowing is not always what they show
Your eyesThe windows to the heartYours bring out thoughts of the most beautiful scenesThe things that make it hard to partThe green of an alive sea full of life.
How?
How do I rid my mind of your presence?
You linger like the scent of incense, drifting through my thoughts.
As I sit in this room I feel my problems rushing towards me; hoping to consume me. I know I won’t be able to out run them, so I let them come.
A world without people is like a sky without rain You can't support anythingBut when I look at you.I feel like I'm alive againBut fear courses through me like nothing I've ever felt
If you point your eyes directly at a star,
expecting to see a brilliant sparkle in the black,
you will be inexorably disappointed.
Most stars are only visible
in the periphery: they are too dim,
At times,
hands cannot express
more than the heart.
However,
at others,
the hands become merely
tools of passion used on a lover.
The hands are oft accompanied
by other tools
Them big brown eyes – they swallow me
So deep, in sleep
They’ve wept, parents crept
Away from dreaming, hoping young
Not so much as mockingbird sung
I saw, my own brown eyes
Her EYES
Blue as the ocean
Peaceful as the morning breeze
And when a secret is amidst. They close slightly in curiosity, peering through my scalp, demanding to know what’s on my mind
Just because my mouth doesnt say the words "I love you" doesnt mean its not clearly written in all CAPS in my eyes...
He'll glance,
Every chance he gets.
A peep from the corner of his eye,
a slight sweep over the dusty library books.
But no smile.
A flat unresponsive mouth.
"You don't know what I say in my mind
Close to my heart"--"get your face out of their behind!"
"You think you're so this and so that
all that pride and ego talking, take a seat"...so she sat
The world is a lonely place for a child so small,
Everyone is big and scary,
I miss you so much it hurts or maybe i miss what we use to have, I use to think the phrase "i love you to much it hurts" wasnt true, but as I can see thats the definition of how im feeling.
They see the world around us.
the pain, the hurt, the grief.
They see all the injustice
that victims must endure.
The agony people suffer,
and who no longer wish for life.
I find it impossible
To tell the world you love somebody
Until you truly know
The color of their eyes
And I don't mean
The generic
Birth certificate answer
Her eyes are not blue
From my first faltering breath, whisperedPronounced words bound in abandonSpace in deafening silenceScreams muffled in mourningBulging eyes proclaimClarity, reinedUnrestraintSeekingAir.
The pain hurts.
It rips, it tears, it brings heartache
It is following in my own wake.
Fun at first that's what I saw,
A perfect image without flaw.
immediately I had to take
Her hair frames her face in tarnished-golden wringlets
barely going past her shoulders
her face, long, glowing with elegance and grace
her eyes, an aqua blue so light in tint
She’s got old eyes
Deep eyes
Window-to-the-soul eyes
Ocean eyes
Ancient eyes
Never-let-you-go eyes
She’s got queen eyes
Strong eyes
Lift-you-from-your-knees eyes
Eyes,
They are windows to the soul they say –
But do they work both ways?
I see the smiles that don’t reach their eyes,
The laughter that doesn’t reach their expressions
But they don’t see my tears.
When looking into your eyes
The brown flecked storm of hurt and goodbyes
Bores into you while a cement truck paves a new road for you to venture on by
When looking in your eyes
The pupil goes wide
Gentile rustling sound ever clean,sleep-warmth mustering themuse in me,hands shown in prominent bone come
These eyes are the windows to my soul.
Look into them and tell me what you see.
Happiness, fear
Sorrow and tears...
her firey eyes burn her pain
and use it life coal to fuel her hate
gaze into them, you will reviel
the ache she will forever feel
make way for her tears and her regret
shes thought it up, her mind is set
If I could sum up, all the feelings I experience
When I look into your eyes, so beautifully bright
So close-up, demeanor so imperious
I remember the first time
I saw those eyes—
It was like jumping
off a cliff into
green and blue rushing water.
The current pulled me in.
That refreshing sense.
Those eyes—
I sit motionlessly, watching the bright rays of light dim over the horizon. I can hear the soothing sound of the waves striking the rocks, and the wet footprints running across the sand.
Stormy gray,
Dark or light;
Blue as day,
Or black as night.
A centered ring of blazing fire
Glistens brightly like the stars;
Glinting hints of lust and desire,
Lies, passion...so discreet, live in the eyes of the loves who meet. Blinking and sweating with zeal, your soul saddens when my heart you cannot steal.
Awake as an owl
a desert bird
the orange eyes
the streetlamps cast
upon my wall
a shadow
like a longship
on the desolate
wasted oceans
or only my lampshade
In your minds, we're all the same.We the students, you our masters.You do no wrong; who are we to blameWhen suddenly comes a disaster?This is not realistic, not at all,
People of different ages, genders, and identities stare into their reflections;
My little younger sister,
Was told when she was seven,
That she wouldn't see so well,
Maybe till she got to heaven.
She has a rare eye case,
Rentinitis Pigementosa,
It takes a while. Speaking. Writing. Communicating. These are all things which people take for granted. Luck. Something which does not come easily to me. Ouch! Unfortunately, this simple word is said a lot. Almost daily. Too often. Brain. Head.
Blue
for tears
the sadness
hidden inside.
Green
just as emeralds
vibrant
alive.
Gray
dark clouds
preventing one
to enter her soul.
You looked at me and said,
“I hate my eyes that are dull and brown.
They are not blue and pretty,
They are sad and make me frown.”
I looked into those deep brown eyes,
I've never been led the wrong way
Never been lead astray
Your brown eyes take me on a journey
To another demension
I mesmerize thinking about us
What we could have
My eyes are the most beautiful
when I am crying.
I’ve always admired the irony in that.
At my lowest point, my eyes contrast the misery flamed inside me.
When you look me in the eyes, the rest of the world disappears.
When you look in my the eyes, I am almost brought to tears.
The way you look at me; like I hung the stars in the sky,
Your eyes are like a setting sun on silk green grass flowing to the wind
I have nt slept since the last I saw of them
I long for them, I long for their master
Long for the soft cherry red lips of sweet sugar on mine
My vice is her eyes;
Pale-blue, two frozen moons.
I am powerless.
May I find shelter,
In you? I am brisk and bleak.
I am December.
I am drowning in
Her cerulean maelstrom.
Close your eyes.
Thats what everyone does during a horror movie.
When the music swells like a wave,
Warning you of some unforeseen terror.
Eyes met eyes walking by
Time that once raced, stood still
And if it still sped, care not did I
For the eyes that I met could kill
A voice rose up inside my throat
Not a word did I speak
I want to see thoes eyes
the eyes staring at me
the eyes of vision
kind eyes looking sweet
looking at them
As
they stare back
a loveable look
the one that sends butterflies
Paint for me a beautiful picture,
A masterpiece to unfold,
Something impossible to learn in a lecture,
Your hidden story finally told,
Each little whisper in my ear,
Causes a delight in some way,
I wear glasses to see better..
But is worth it,
To take a look at one girl
and say "she fat.."
"She so fat, the make the floor shake..."
"Make table break,"
But that's what we say in our eyes...
The color of his eyes are like diamonds. That stare through my soul.
Beautiful eyes, blue or green.
As green as the grass but with a simple switch of his mood,
turning as blue as the sky and ocean.
Her doleful eyes pierced his silhouetteThe mind, pushing back his tearsleft his heart unguardedAs lies escaped his breathso did their security
After I looked you in the eye that first time,When I stated my mantra, and parroted my lines,And asked for your name, and forgot it moments later,I realized I had sinned against both you and your Maker,
Eyes of an everlasting sea-blue sky,
Greeting my own whenever we two meet
I notice them as life passes me by
Knowing our next union'll be bittersweet
And still those eyes haunt my eternal soul
Eyes are like the doors into our minds.
You can tell just by looking into someone’s eyes what kind of world they live in.
Whether it's dark and night or happy and light
I hate those eyes,
That filled the empty void,
I hate their soft glow,
that promised me everything.
I hate those eyes,
that let me into your heart,
and welcomed me so warmly,
told me I am home.
Crisp,clear,oceans deep.
Stir within me feelings.
Open my soul,bare myself to you,make feelings brand new.
Sapphiresin the night sky.
Hands lock,
fingers curl.
Eyes twitch.
Just a few of the many things
we do together.
When walking on the beach,
seagulls high above us.
People waving hello as we get higher,
tears of eyes are
valuable
speech of lips are
powerful
heart with love
is beautiful
life with friends
is most wonderful
Swirls of color, brighten golden like the sun;
your soft hearted loving looks,
accompanied by the touch of your hand;
smooth gently comforting strokes.
Lips tweak up to form a happy smile;
A white orb of light
Hangs out amidst beautiful dust
To accentuate her amount of might
Especially when it causes much fuss
I was told as a young girl that
eyes are the windows to the soul.
But as I grew
and looked
and saw
I found in the reflections
of sunglasses
shallow pupils
and mirrors
If you could only see my eyes
What would you think
Would you look for beauty
Or would you watch me blink
Would I just be a photo
A picture in your head
Or would my eyes be portals
The way you gaze into my timid eyes,
You have this way of conquering my breath,
So when you leave me I do not but sigh,
And dwell upon your beauty underneath.
The way I gaze on your enchanting face,
A Look Through My Eyes. Outside stroll, what do I see? I see the charisma, the spirit, of New York City. Skylines, and skyscrapers out in the distance. My oh my what a sight to witness.
Jade and steel. (Jess)
Jade and steel
Passion you can see,taste,feel
Eyes, a souls window
A rabbit hole to her past
A message from her future
The ever needed guide in her present
I woke up from my nap and my eyes were really dry.
To the bathroom I applied the eye drops.
Twice I blinked.
They were still dry. Dry and red, Irritated.
When I look in your eyes
I see where I want to be
I see the anger
I see the happiness
I see the pain
I see the love
I see the tears
I can feel him staring
His eyes always on me
Covered my sunglasses
But I see his face move
Window, mirror, window, mirror
As I walk to school
One day there were no glasses
I saw his eyes
To look into your eyes is to see fire
Set ablaze by the creator Himself.
The way you gaze only takes me higher.
I wish to keep you and those eyes myself.
I look and fall into a pool of blue,
There is no clear moment when the change sets in,
No preciseness in its hold.
One day, it just has you.
A cold, unfriendly grip,
One you tried to ignore for so long.
Your eyes, green with flicks of brown.
They swallowed me whole.
They took my soul.
They flipped my world world upside down.
i see eyes, looking down from above
watching me; holding me into existence
leaving me hungry; without hunger
leaving me in love; with no one to love
leaving me everything
leaving me nothing
It takes real eyes to realize the real life
I used to see blind until I realized the real lies
I lived in a utopia where love was our core
But that’s when I was four, now the thought is nevermore
My eyes
The gate to my soul
Hazel-blue and full of secrets
When you look in my eyes,
What do you see?
Temptation?
Fear?
Laughter?
Happiness?
For the first time, the windows open
Staring at the strange lights surrounding
Afraid of the big bright world
Piercing through a heart.
Ripping apart souls.
Stealing people's lives.
Exploiting the hidden truths.
Cutting like a knife.
Her eyes are as cold as steel.
Slicing through dreams.
Loving, wondrous pools of beauty
Stories yet to touch my ears, of the journies you've seen
Warm and gentel, softly spoken
Not giving a clear picture to what lives in the heart
Uniquely created, of a familar color
Through mushy puddles she wears a tranquil stare,
Brows furrowed in ambition of getting there,
Little steps, one by one, growing distant from the restrictions of mother’s arms,
I love looking into a person's eyes because no matter what they wear, be it a mask or a disguise they can never hide what they are truly feeling.
I see their faces
permanently pressed into my mind.
We oft spoke different languages,
but there was a connection
and I still see their eyes,
their watchful eyes,
their smiles and wrinkles
Eyes,
pools of liquid splendor,
orbs of silent intensity,
flitting here,
flitting there,
resting in sunken sockets
and greedily consuming each ray of light.
You hide your power behind leaden lids
who are we to judge
what others like
who they date
to make fun of them
to bully them
all because of a 3 letter word
GAY
aren't we all are gay
really we are
but we just don't know it
