Through My Eyes

Like tyrants assembled with tears
Trembling like a tomb
And singing like a statueI am as empty as the ocean.
My blind eyes scream in silence
So this eternal echo will be known.
Given to the foils of time,
And shattered like plate glass-
You freeze within the fire.
Darkness now lives at daylight,
And shadows turn to the ghosts.
With all that shined is hollow
You imagine unconsciously.
And pretending to sleep you realize,
Nothing is what it seems.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Its been quiet sometime now since you expressed any poem.