The bluest eyes
I fell in love, now I am a sad and lonely man
The bluest eyes
She had the bluest blue eyes,
I fell in love with her at first glance.
But it seems blue eyes aren’t a guarantee,
She was ready to take a chance.
Outside, a beauty queen,
Inside, an empty, hard hearted shell.
I thought I’d walked into romance,
Instead, I bought a room in hell.
Now I’m just a lonely man,
Craving life and love,
Yet God seems to have other plans,
I’m last in line, not enough.
The love I seek, it slips away,
A constant battle, day by day.
I gave my heart, I gave my soul,
But still, it seems, I’m not whole.
Last in line, a quiet sigh,
Wondering will love always pass me by.
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Marie381Uk
I've been writing poetry since the age of fourteen. With pen in hand, I wander through realms unseen. The pen holds power; ink reveals hidden thoughts. A poet may speak truth or weave a tale. You decide. Let pen and ink capture your mind❤️
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Something to think about. Good job.
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