Dirty Eyes Poem by Jonny Brackney
Dirty Eyes
sometimes i feel the devil
and his dirty eyes
watching.
haunting me.
taunting me.
burning me alive...
inviting me to fall
into a comfortable numb.
but in that numb
a hatred dwells, smirking in the shadows.
i shrug him off and
move along
pretend he isn't there.
my inner madness spills into a
thin black ink.
so you can read
what your eyes
would never
see.
while i sit
grinding teeth,
spitting thoughts from my fingers.
hurting and feeling.
living with
myself.
sometimes i feel the devil and his dirty eyes watching. we have felt this way so far. the poem has. the poetry has many beautiful figures
Well- penned. Temptation begins with eyes and is executed with the heart. Great moral lesson. Bravo!
You have got the gut of the poem out and garnished it with the strut of your felt reality. What an intense experience, reading it. Wow.
Wow. I feel you on this one. Temptation is our greatest demon and many times evil things seem the most pleasant. Nice piece
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/26/2024 8:56:08 PM # 1.0.0.1119
.....really great poem!