Eyes Poem by Miranda Oney

Eyes



Dark and deep, into the soul
one can reap, part of the whole
cautious and quiet, social fear
can cause a riot, madman leer
twisting and spinning, called a god
some say sinning, trippy peas of a pod
angels cry, guitars wail
feelings moved by heartbreaking tale
emotions seep, while passing by
looking deep, into those eyes.

Thursday, February 7, 2008
Topic(s) of this poem: emotions
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Miranda Oney

Miranda Oney

Upper Hayford, England
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