Angel Eyes

I don’t know but
It must have been
The residual hurt in her eyes
Beautiful and half-sad,

It must have been the eyes
That made me listen.

There was a soul crying out,
A soul half-broken,
Cured but not healed,
A wounded, lonely soul calling out,
Love me, don’t I deserve it?

But it wasn’t the cries I heard,
It was the silence,
The many unspoken words
In the pregnant silence,
And those eyes.
Those dark, longing eyes.

So I reached out
And tried to glue together the
Shreds of her torn soul
But the pain wouldn’t let her let me.

And as I turned to leave,
The dark longing eyes said,
How can you leave like that?
Stay a little longer, please?
Don’t I deserve it?

5 thoughts on “Angel Eyes

  1. jumoqe says:

    Nice indeed.

  2. nshina says:

    I must say that I’m impressed…thumbs up!!

  3. nshina says:

    I must say that I am impressed..thumbs up!

  4. All Heart says:

    This poem is lovely. It was as if you wrote about me. Fantastic piece.

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