The Boy With The Emerald EyesA Poem by Addict With a PenThe boy who held emeralds in his eyes, Fell for the girl whose twinkled, like a poet’s sky...The boy who held emeralds in his eyes Fell for the girl whose twinkled, like a poet’s sky He offered the girl all the pretty things he could find A paperclip, and marble, and even a dime But she refused to let him see anymore than her eyes Not until he could find her the perfect prize He sat and he dreamed of her blissful blue beauty When he saw a gold figure, a shiny new key He smiled and danced for he had found the prize That would let him love the girl’s perfect eyes He skipped and he sang, with the key in his hand Then he stopped in his tracks; he saw another man The man's eyes were full of classic white diamonds A color people saw all the time And he brought something better than a key He brought her a leaf from his special moon tree Slowly the boy’s smile became a sad frown He threw out his key and turned around He ignored the tear that struck his face And started to pick up his sorrow pace He ran, and the emeralds starting to shake He cried, and his gemstones began to break Shards as sharp as glass, struck the ground He fell to his knees, and began to break down He was broken, like the clumsy egg on the wall His heart split in half, as he had his great fall The boy’s lively eyes sparkled one last time Then turned a typical grey, that could no longer shine © 2016 Addict With a PenAuthor's Note
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9 Reviews Added on November 11, 2016 Last Updated on November 11, 2016 AuthorAddict With a PenUTAboutAre you searching for purpose? Then write something, yeah it might be worthless Then paint something, then it might be wordless Pointless curses, nonsense verses You'll see purpose start to surfac.. more..Writing
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