The sparkle in your eyes
I don’t want it anymore.
The look you had to give
I think you gave me too much.
Birds chirp, peep, caw…
Birds, birds, pasts that fly by!
Wounded birds, pierced eyes…
Dark perspectives you neglect.
Birds chirp, crow, whistle…
Birds, birds, pasts that pass!
I think you gave me too much
the look you had to keep.
I don’t want it anymore…
The noise you had in your eyes.








I feel confusion and hurt in this. Nice piece, Par
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Sadness pours out on this poem PAR. Well written my friend.
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Oh my goodness, that last line is going to stay with me.
Outstanding poem, PAR.
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Brilliantly penned, PAR. I could feel the pain in this write my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
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