Within the eye...
Within the eyes of every man, lies a cold and lonely woman.
Heart broke, head hung in furry...
Lies and deception, all behind what he thought he was born to be.
Only anger and saddness displayed-
Eventually missing his chance to see...
Pre-disposed, so loss was nothing-
Only residing to violence, the inner woman would quietly be seen.
For darkness and shadows, he blended so well within-
Then the sudden twinkle, a tear it was-
Or maybe something more vivid...
Converted pain, burried in fear, for in his eyes-
There was no shame.
This poem was written by carol grunbaum on May 08, 2007.
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I like this C.G. Good Job. ~PEACE OUT