I watch your eyes turn slowly grey, from looking into mine,
Dying in some small way, and growing at the same time,
As I search for answers within them, but questions are my replies,
For the only thing I see, is myself hidden in your eyes.
Then as lady luck herself appears and rips you away,
Black and white vision mingles, and slowly turns to grey.
And in pictures of old 40's films, I reenact the way you fell,
While our eyes were both turned grey, by a silently spoken spell.

And I felt my eyes turn slowly white, as light reacted to the shade ,
And the shadows in your eyes became, slowly forming solid shapes,
Those tears are imprinted in memories, and one day they will fade,
But when I see them in your eyes, I fear that they will always stay,
Then I suddenly felt you torn from me, by fingers frozen cold,
Encasing you in an iron grip, too hard, too strong a hold,
I felt you pulled away from me, no way to break the stone,
While our eyes were both turned white, like an early morning snow.

Losing focus Contributed by lostinmyself on Thursday, 10th February 2005 @ 02:54:18 PM in AEST Topic: SadPoetry I watch your eyes turn slowly grey, from looking into mine, Dying in some small way, and growing at the same time, As I search for answers within them, but questions are my replies, For the only thing I see, is myself hidden in your eyes. Then as lady luck herself appears and rips you away, Black and white vision mingles, and slowly turns to grey. And in pictures of old 40's films, I reenact the way you fell, While our eyes were both turned grey, by a silently spoken spell. And I felt my eyes turn slowly white, as light reacted to the shade , And the shadows in your eyes became, slowly forming solid shapes, Those tears are imprinted in memories, and one day they will fade, But when I see them in your eyes, I fear that they will always stay, Then I suddenly felt you torn from me, by fingers frozen cold, Encasing you in an iron grip, too hard, too strong a hold, I felt you pulled away from me, no way to break the stone, While our eyes were both turned white, like an early morning snow. Copyright © lostinmyself ... [ 2005-02-10 14:54:18] (Date/Time posted on site) Advertisments: Previous Posted Poem         | |         Next Posted Poem