In Your Eyes

It's often said that someone's eyes
Are windows to their soul,
Revealing if they act themselves
Or simply play a role.

Your eyes are right in front of me,
So deep, so strong, so blue.
The deeper I look into them,
The more I learn of you.

In your eyes, I see suffering,
I see betrayal, I see pain.
The ghosts of your past haunt your dreams,
Driving you insane.

Though in your eyes, there's so much pain,
There's strength that they portray.
Strength that helps to keep you fighting
For just another day.

There's friendship and there's happiness,
A brightness in your eyes.
A glimmer of pure innocence,
Oblivious to lies.

Hidden insecurities
And love that's never faked.
In your eyes, I see into your past;
You've learned from your mistakes.

There's such familiarity;
I easily relate.
A strong sense of adventure
And inability to hate.

Everything I've seen in you
Is everything I've felt.
It seems the window to your soul
Was seen through a mirror in itself.

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[JENY]

There is a saying….
You see what you want to see….
On reading…this poem
I feel that…it is wrong in your case…..
As I feel that…..you have mastered the art of right perceiving…..
Great work…..

[An owl on the moon]

This has such a perfect flow, and you walk us deep into the heart of one so close... The eyes.. yes.. opening up worlds to what lies beneath. This is so wonderful and moving, and the last passage about windows and mirrors is amazing!