I met a girl her eyes
They wore a smile
But behind those glistening
Smiling eyes
A painful
Tormenting story lies
All her giggles
Her laughs and smiles
Only serve
As a disguise
To what lies beneath
The face of happiness
She lets you see
The tears
She lets you wipe
When she cries
The tears
She lets you dry
Her eyes lie
That wasn’t the real reason why
Her tears dry on her face
Her cheeks
As she slowly
Falls
Asleep
Tears of blood
She weeps
Wounds of salty tears
She bleeds
She commits
Sinners’ deeds
With angelic hands
She witnesses crimes
With celestial eyes
There is a musical beauty
In her prayers
In the sound of this sinners pray
She talks to God
With cherubs lips
Her eyes they hide so much
All I want is for our hearts to touch
What is she scared of?
I'm beginning to hope these lovely poems aren't all about one girl; I'm certain she doesn't appreciate it enough.
if this really is about me taf, which u said it was, its touchin u made the effort, i love the poem, not sure about the true reasons for it. talent!
I loved this poem, it was written so well-Your words were very deep, and touching,Keep it up-
Amanda