Treasure Island

MOHAMMAD SKATI


THE GREEN-EYED MAN


These two pretty and green eyes Shape my whole face because These my two green eyes see brilliantly Wonderfully the whole pretty people Anywhere and everywhere, They're like two green trees growing In my eyes' pupils to see pretty things, I see all people with love and with respect Because my eyes never lie to me, My generous eyes tell me the truth Around me anytime and anywhere, I love my eyes to tell my the truth Of life around me, I love the truth, so I love My green eyes to convey only The real truth around me and The real essence of people and life itself.

Submitted: Friday, May 02, 2014

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