Eyes Poem by meitha soekotjo

At some point we could see things
That we are not expecting to see

At some point we might see things
That we are so wondering to see

Eyes could give any sight that will be
But eyes could take some of sight
As they please

When we are in the middle of something or nothing
Eyes will tell us what to do
Even just for a cry

See and see won’t be a problem to the eyes
It won’t be a problem for the sight too
Even there are no eyes
There will be still “eyes”

When the day starts
The sight was already seen
Even before the day starts

In the un-open
In the dark
In the tide
In the black out
In the dirt

Words could be a cover
Thou there’s still the sight

See what you see
Sometimes are too much
Sometimes are too a view

Wondering what things in behind
Wondering what things in the future

See and see
What might be seen