Look In the Eye.
He stood there calmly and looked him directly in the eye.
Worn skin, gaunt expression and a sad and cynical smile.
The constant stare after a while became very intimidating.
The cynical smile was constant it became quite frightening.
Out came the sharpened knife glistening in the moonlight.
Deep breaths, a forward lunge then he stabbed him twice.
As the man cowered, pleaded then screamed out in pain.
The bloodied sharpened knife was plunged in once again.
The man bleeding profusely slowly crumbled to the ground.
Then on top of him the shattered mirror came crashing down.
Tobani April 2025.
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Tobani / Nataiella (Pseudonym) (
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Your poem effectively conveys a dark and intense atmosphere, drawing the reader into the scene. The imagery is vivid and evocative. Well done!!!
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