Bring back that sparkle

Just a little poem about the power of eyes.

 

Engulfed in darkness

Since you looked away,

Bathed in the blackness

During night and day.

 

The light now a dream

Seems so far now lost,

I made such mistakes

At such a high cost.

 

When your eyes glittered

My life was complete,

Since glitter faded

I lie in defeat.

 

The walls closing in

Demons haunting me,

This dark room of fear

Just won’t let me be.

 

Trying to climb walls

That seem made of mud,

I slip and I fall

And land with a thud.

 

I lie looking up

And I start to pray,

That the light returns

For my eyes someday.

 

Remember our love

I pray that you will,

So glitter returns

And I get my fill.

 

The light from your eyes

That glitter I love,

Will make my heart soar

To heavens above.

 

The power of eyes

The glitter the glow,

Makes my heart blossom

And my true love show.

 

Reviews

[~amanda~]

i like how you rhyme. it doesnt seem forced. sometimes rhyming poems dont flow well because the writer cant find a good rhythm... you dont have this problem, you have very good style! great job!

[Bare trees]

Great poem with alot of flow and emotion. Good job

[I'llPlayTheJuliet]

Beautiful!! I loved this, Made me smile inside. [=

[~*~Peace Keeper~*~]

Wow i love it...a wonderful poem it flows beautifully.
Great job

[Pratibha]

The power of eyesThe glitter the glow,Makes my heart blossomAnd my true love show


AMEN MIKE !

You are an amazing poet. I LOVED this sweet innocent meaningful soulful poem filled with love, trust, hope and faith.

Now, this is LOVE...!!

[H.Y]

flowy, but you should add some commas everynow and again to help with the reading, unless you are going for the effect of a continuous read.
nice selection of words. ^^

[Sophie]

lovely poem. painful to watch the glitter fade, wondering if you had done something different would it still be shining for you.

[BABSIE BEE]

This is lovely and makes one think about how important our eyes are as they can indeed show our weakness, strength and passion. You cannot lie with your eyes. Any mother would tell you this through experience with children, trying to hide something from you.
Your eyes are never the same as when in love. The whole world can see your happiness shining through from the soul.
I hope your eyes keep twinkling.
Babsie Bee xx

[Mark]

Not so much a tribute to Eyes, as such, but rather to the Hope seen in them that Love may be restored, and the Happiness evidenced there when it is! A charming, sweet poem, SB: ("Caint get enough..." lol!)

[Honeypot]

And you said you weren't a poet. This is amazing! Its full of anxiety and sadness, but still beautifully written. It shows the fear that she won't come back to you and be yours. I loved the stanza about the walls of mud. I thought that was rather original. You did a really good job on the poem. It flows wonderfully. Great job SB! I love the poem.