The eyes
Something Lurks
Behind those eyes
A burning desire
A thrust for blood
An eternity of dreams
A nightmare in floods
A vision of souls
Not yet laid to rest
An increase of pulse
Our heart in our chest
Beats at a rhythm
As we stare in those eyes
While some enjoy life
Another man dies
We see this before us
Yet many may not
While some enjoy peace
Another man’s shot
The eyes are now closed
Though from above they look in
The one who is dead
And the man who has sin
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem