Eyes Poem by Emma Rose

Eyes, i can never forget.
Eyes, which don’t let
me escape from prison of emotions.

The eyes of hope.
The eyes filled with anger.
Eyes full of sadness.
Eyes wet with tears.

The brown eyes
The black eyes
The eyes cutting me
deep down inside.

Eyes of a sister
red and teary;
filled with distress
questioning her existence
looking for a home of her own.

Eyes of a father
small and weary;
captured by anxiety,
trapped in dilemma
of social status and happiness of his kids.

Eyes of a mother
always trying to hide
her emotions and pain,
her urge for more freedom and respect
but all in vain.

Eyes of a lover
i blush looking into.
The penetrating ones
making me conscious.

Eyes of a friend
filled with laughter and joy
sharing my life and convictions
the supportive ones.

Eyes, Eyes, Eyes.
full of colours.
the colours of emotions.
only thing
i remember today.