The eyes of a woman hold power untold.
With a wink or a coy stare a woman
can enthrall the heartiest of men.
What is the strength,
this power you may ask.
The secret is woman for through
her eyes she loves,
hates, desires, laughs, pities, dies, and shows pettiness.
All of these can thrive and fade in a blink,
a moment in time, and men have no ample defense.
Yet, somehow we survive.
Beware, because when we come under their full sway,
we perish.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
So nicely put but do you really 'perish? ' Or do we change your lives and the person you were before perishes? Interesting concept - I enjoyed it! Marilyn