Having a poetry log, once a week.
Sharing a passion to the people.
Most people don't know this about me but I like to write. I like to write stories and poems. Mainly poems with a story behind them.
I've always wanted to write my own poetry collection book to share with the world.
therefore let us begin here.
Please comment down your thoughts about this piece of writing. I would really appreciate it.
This following poem has a story behind it... [You see I liked this guy- ever since sophomore year in high school. He made me feel like we could be something special. Maybe that was just my thought but whatever it was. These words became written.]
EYES To Compare
You with your fair skin and light golden hair.
Unlike Me with caramel skin and coffee hair.
Nothing in appearance that may compare, including the windows leading to our souls.
They come in different shades.
Yours are blue.
A type of blue that does not compare to the sky,
everyone sees the sky as a beautiful and simple thing to interpret.
Yet your eyes are not always seen in the same way.
Sometimes your blue eyes are scandalous in ways that can make someone understand how wild you can get. But also sweet and tender like a curious mind lost at sea.
My eyes are as dark brown as wood.
They aren’t seen the same as yours.
Mine are hard to distinguish and understand when they try to hold in what really is inside.
They can also be shy with command, like a magical tree hiding within an enchanted forest.
But if you could see my dark brown eyes with more detail you can say that the windows to my soul are open to lend a helping hand.
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