Brown Dark eye Shape sea
Swimming in tears of my hair
Blood sheds from my eyes
And my face is made from wood
Ground is made from ears and red flowers
Hears ears of the ground
among the red flowers
Sky made of my body and rain's eyes on me
Mountain's made of my hair's and tears
Doors are like dust and
They go to my heart with no stop
Windows are dark and
they dance inside my eyes
Dance of eyes on the hearts of red flowers
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Author:
Eyewind (
Offline) - Published: October 21st, 2023 13:34
- Comment from author about the poem: My Eyewind philosophy
- Category: Love
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Comments1
Excellent. I like the abstract effect.
Thank you so much Mr Thomas
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