My actions may convey what I speak but my silence brings all to their knees
I look down at the lifeless women Her blonde hair up In a tight bun How her hair managed to stay perfect, I would not know
By Shalina Devi8 years ago in Poets
Looking through these blue eyes of mine I see the beauty of the world Just as I see it as revolting and dishonourable People call me selfish and ignorant
She swings her arms and leaps with her legs Not showing the pain of her aching body Her slender yet curved body forming
I watch as the clouds gather It looks like it will rain Maybe it isn’t the skies Maybe it is this heart of mine It is filled up to the brim
I keep looking in all the places Where you are supposed to be But, I never seem to find you And you are all I long to see
