Whispers Poem by Pondering Portrait

Whistling whispers past my ear
Too undefined for me to hear
Though felt through my every sense
In agony, a mind in repentance

Piercing eyes, gazing past my soul
Invading the truths I secretly hold
But lost in this trance I cannot break
Too late, I’ve made a terrible mistake

Sweet images thrust upon my eyes
Stealing my heart in its bitter lies
Too tempting to never let go
Beauty or a beast, I’d rather not know

A mystery still remains unlocked
Staring me down in crude mock
Taunting hidden horrors and fear
Till robbed of the sense of what is real