Mary Nagy

Eyes Of Fire And Heart Of Stone

I see pain in their eyes.
I hear sorrow in their cries.
Inside I break and cry alone,
with my eyes of fire and heart of stone.

No matter how much pain I feel
I am sure that I will always deal
the way I know..alone
with my eyes of fire and heart of stone.

Others may not know the fear.
They know just what they see or hear.
I come off cruel and cold.
Inside I'm not...I'm just not bold.

I have to thank my mother
for the love she's never shown
The one thing that she did give me...
her eyes of fire and heart of stone.

Poem Submitted: Thursday, February 24, 2005
Poem Edited: Friday, January 5, 2007

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  • Yeisha Moreno (2/6/2007 2:26:00 AM)

    2nd and 3rd Stanza's made me cry. I'm going through this right now and it's so hard. My eyes do feel like they're on fire. Although I don't think my heart is no longer stone. It's crumbling.

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  • Brian DornBrian Dorn (6/7/2006 10:09:00 AM)

    Mary, this would make a great Johnny Cash song... a disheartening message but superbly written. Well done!
    Brian

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  • Lylyanna Pilewski (10/24/2005 7:25:00 PM)

    very very nice kinda a mid-evil feel to it. good job
    Lylyanna

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  • Simone Inez HarrimanSimone Inez Harriman (10/8/2005 5:13:00 AM)

    Mary your very talented. Enjoyed your poem. Thank you.

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  • zip zap (8/31/2005 3:07:00 PM)

    absolutly gorgeous. nice repitition, i really enjoyed reading it. very emotional
    -ps

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  • Maty Grosman (8/11/2005 11:09:00 PM)

    That IS true love, Mary.

    It is too bad that most people don't know what alone is, and often confuse it with loneliness-which they dread...Those people throw their troubles in the face of others, as if their suffering gives them privilege, or at least pity will comfort them.

    The honest man, though, deals with his troubles himself, and deals with other people not through the guidance of emotions, but of his rational mind. Only then can he truly enjoy (emotionally) the company of others. In other words, the trade should be Happiness for Happiness VS Happiness for Suffering.

    Don't let them make you feel guilty for it, you should be proud of your 'Eyes of fire and Heart of stone'. (Or, if I may rephrase, 'A passionate heart, guided by a rational mind’)

    Sencirely, Maty.

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  • Raynette Eitel (7/13/2005 11:46:00 AM)

    Mary, many of us can relate to your poem. The older I get, the more I see my mother's face in the mirror and detect many of the things in my character that are like her. I think God makes this true so that we can forgive. This is a wonderful poem. THanks for sharing it.

    Raynette

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  • earyt etr (6/2/2005 4:42:00 PM)

    I like. I like a lot. I can relate to it, and that helps. Not that it needs it, I mean. Keep writing, it's a pleasure to read your poems.Thank you!

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  • Marozia Jones (5/18/2005 6:04:00 AM)

    Nice and lyrical. Good work.

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  • James Mills (5/18/2005 5:53:00 AM)

    A tough one, Mary, with a tough stance and outlook. Full of irony and resignation. I like it.

    Jimmy

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