Thursday, June 24, 2010

Glancing..


Their eyes, their eyes,
They're all on me.
I cannot escape,
I may not flee.

I'm trapped in this glance
As our eyes align:
I will not allow this,
"She is mine, she is mine."

I hit them Once,
But I mean no harm.
Twice, that is enough.
Third time's the charm...

You're defeated,
So why must you still stare?
Too late to explain yourself,
I will end this eye affair.

1 comment:

  1. i can almost feel the tension and anxiety and fear the speaker is feeling..
    nice narrative poem (:

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