She

She

By

Jose M. Euvin

 

I sit there watching her once again

Wondering

Where’s she going?

Where’s she from?

Where did she come from?

Who can she be?

 

I heard her name many times before

But yet

I still don’t know who she is

 

She sits there quietly and often smiles

She looks like she hurts inside

What pain does she hide?

Under those immense eyes

 

Who can she feel for?

Or who has done her wrong

Why if not this man

Than who

 

I sit here and stare once again

Still trying to figure out

Why that sudden smile

Masked with so much pain

 

I dare not ask

For I rather wonder

And sit here as I watch her

Unfold in front of me

 

Her smile says much

Her eyes tell her story

 

Yet her lips never moved!

 

Reviews

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Some suggestions:

I site (sit) there watching her once again

Where she's going?
Where she's from?

"Where's she going?"
"Where's she from?"

the way you wrote it means 'where she is going' 'where she is from' which isn't really a question... more like a statement.

I head (heard) her name many times before
But yet
I still don't know who she's is (she is)... the apostrophe 's' reads as "she is is"

That said....

I dare not ask
For I rather wonder
And sit here as I watch her
Unfold in front of me

Her smile says much
Her eyes tell her story

Yet her lips never moved!

I love these lines. the image of her "unfolding in front of you" very nice. Just so you know I only point out these grammar mishaps to help, but it doesn't take away from the poem, for me, at all. I often have reviews of people telling me how I misspelled this, that, or the other... and I'm grateful, so don't take it negatively I really enjoy your work!

[Victoria Lee~]

This is such a beautiful write. I love how you descibe watching her and getting to know her just by her expressions. A very original and brilliant write.

[PoemRodent]

You penned a good write here very well said and flamboyant.

Dostani

[Roy]

excellent...i am drawn into this observation of the woman..looking intently at her and wondering these things...nicely said....

[SPINNING ON that dizzy ..]

How sweet that you noticed. We often have a public face that we take out with us and use on the world around us - but the eyes so many times can't hide the true feelings we keep inside. Sometimes an extended hand can make all the difference.

Nice poem.

Thanks
Kath

[Tempest]

This is a very well thought out outsider's view point. revealing yet vague. nicely done.