Brown Eyes
A poem about an ambiguous relationship leading to a loss.
His eyes were dark and intimidating
Yet, they gave me a comfortable feeling
Maybe it was the way stability and honesty twinkled through them
I opened myself to him, like when the clouds separate and form an entrance for the sun
Perhaps, that is the reason my soul was attracted to him
Where he was, home was, built by love and a little lust
I've never been homeless, but, when he left, I felt lost in a dark abyss
He drifted through my hands, like when you grip your fists on sand
and perhaps, you can't comprehend to understand
He was the upbeat music, blaring from the speakers in my car
He was the night, when something wild and foolish runs through your veins
He was more than just a one night ordeal
He was suppose to be mine, But, now it seems so surreal
Like a schizophrenic that can't determine reality from actuality
Was he actually mine?
Did the man of my dreams, no! The man who completed my soul
Did I really get to hold his hand? Even if it was for a brief moment in time?
It felt right, so right.
He was the right one at the wrong time
He was my brown eyes.
About the Creator
Alesia Alesi
Hello! Thank you for viewing my profile. My name is Alesia. Writing is a natural talent to me. I enjoy writing poems, short stories and song lyric. I hope to record an album and also authorize a book someday!
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