Ev'ry eye tells a tale,
a past, a future, where you hail.
Human pupils dilating,
c'lestial; your gazes cling.
O'er the brow and lid, a slash,
pinning skin, splitting lash.
Red or yellow, black or blue,
hints to change of mind or mood.
Wolven eyes without remorse,
human tears? They're anthromorphs!
Cyborg eyes with nuts and bolts,
decorated forest cults.
A forest boy's devoid of fear,
or a boy's ice blue which holds a tear.
Eyes on a face without a scar,
or knowing battle near and far.
Striking fear in the hearts of tens,
or wheeling on a Sharingan.
Glasses, contacts, or no sight,
seeing eyes or milky white.
Changing number, emotion, hue,
varied eyes, this ode's to you!













Comments
Anyway, keep this kind of thing up. And the rest of your writing. You've got serious talent!
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Do you believe in love at first sight, or do I have to walk by again?
Either way...
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...she says.
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