EYES

Eyes swiftly pacing through the sky,

I heart resting on floating clouds,

The whisper that wished tomorrow's good bye;

Slowly dancing away in the echoes of thunders loud.



The poet in the pen drafted by ink,

Whose mind paints the everyday cast,

Is but forgotten just like the first solid crystal in sand sinking,

It is that moment in i mind that will forever last,

Like dark patches of void coated with psuedo iceeing.



Behind the smiling faces and fat voices,

Is the failing soul reaching for breath,

Carnal beings wearing but plastic poise.



Eyes running through the earth,

Stained collar the priest laughing with his knee,

Legs, hands, ears, nose and eyes rushing to the path,

At dusk all but one will not flee,

Eyes till dust continue the search