dust eyes

the people in this town

their eyes, vivid in colour though they are

their eyes are dusty

dry

lifeless.

the people in this town

their lips will not smile

their smiles are dusty

lifeless

cold.

the people in this town

their cheeks are colourless

their cheeks are dusty

cold

dead.

the people in this town

their minds are closed

their thoughts are dusty

dead

lost.

Reviews

I felt a connection with this poem right away. Easy to relate to, and it always intrigues me when someone feels the same way that I feel about something.
There's a sense, an air of dirtiness about people who pretend to care or be there, when they're really not. Those are the times when you have to delve deep and figure out what's on the inside, not just judge by appearance.
Brilliant write.

[deeps]

the people in this town
their minds are closed
their thoughts are dusty
dead
lost.

Such wonderful lines here
I like this short imapcted piece
well written.

[Bran the Broken]

hmm. short, simple.....yet the brief but baleful images give rise to many thoughts of living in a dreary, warmth-less town....