Donate Your Eyes When You Depart Poem by me poet yeps poet

Eyes
lovely eyes
do please give away
(as and when)

Those lovely eyes
your eyes are a beauty, so lovely
the gift I want from you only
as you look into my eyes
a wave of emotion
does in me arise

How I become so very eage
to have your full view
wow, wow, can you ever even dream
how much I'd love to see you

Your eyes give me a worldly mine
in this world I'd like to shine
hope to someone you will someday
your eyes donate, when we go away

But ere I go the world shall know
those were my eyes they belonged to me
donate your eyes ere its too late
many aspirants are waiting at your gate
someone will love to see through these

They will forever bless you, as you please,
some later day, do remember the blind,
my lovely eyes someone will also find.
when of them we have no need,
below the earth we will lay indeed.

But a lucky one will see and learn to fly,
imagine his happiness, and just try.
your eyes are for me and mine are yours,
as long as we live, but hopefully
then someone else for these will long,
as our eyes, no more to us will belong.
her eyes
her lovely eyes were mine

how I become so very eager,
to have your full view,
wow, wow, can you ever even dream,
how much I'd love to see you.
smile
her whisky smile
her whisky smile

your eyes give me a worldly mine,
in this world I'd like to shine.
Hope to someone
you will someday,
your eyes donate,
ere we go away.
gift it eyes please
lover boy your eyes
lover boy your eyes

but ere I go the world shall know,
those were my eyes
they belonged to me.
donate your eyes ere its too late;
many aspirants are waiting at your gate.

someone will love to see
through these,
they will forever bless you,
as you please,
the blind ones
they must have done so
they must have done so

Some later day, do remember the blind,
my lovely eyes someone will also find.
when of them we have no need,
below the earth we will lay indeed.


but a lucky one
will see and learn to fly,
imagine his happiness, and just try.
Your eyes are for me
and mine are yours,
as long as we live,
but hopefully
then someone else for these will long,
as our eyes,
no more to us
will then belong

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