Two oceans

She got a deep gaze,

Exploring present and past

At once.

The cute baby girl,

And the grown woman

She became.

Carrying diverse feelings,

You can tell from her eyes.

Standing between two oceans,

Love and fear.

Doubtful, where to jump?

-20something-

Reviews

[Iris]

Nice, Hajar. This could be a great poem if you corrected a few things, however. I think you mean "two", not "to". And why does she need to jump into fear or love?
Still, it's a god representation of conflict. Well done.

[Hajar]

Thank you for making this remark, it’s a typo. She’s been through many awful things. Everything is over now, but she has to decide whether to be optimistic and embrace life with love and joy or to stay in that dark corner, fearing everyone and everything. What could I correct also?
Thank you for your constructive review Iris.

[Iris]

If you're asking for another suggestion I would say that this would be beautiful if you took this very idea and transformed it into a longer poem. I have always liked this genre: someone experienced terrible things and is cautious now. If you expanded on it, make a longer poem or a story I'm sure this would become a masterpiece.
Again, don't alter anything if you don't want to. Just my take on things.

[Hajar]

Once I read your comment I thought about it directly, I wanted to make sure that it was your point. I totally agree with Iris. Thanks again.

[alifeacoustic]

Great conflict who she was and who she is. Nicely done Hajar.

[Hajar]

Thank you so much.