Imprisoned King

From afar, I took a glance,
Blue eyes behind smooth glass.
A little further, I took a chance,
Blue eyes behind a mask.

His eyes rested upon mine,
But I was never there.
Just another in his time,
Never enough to care.

Yet again, I crept to peer,
Damn it all! To be unseen,
I touch the glass; cold, unclear,
Unable to free my imprisoned king.

Reviews

[Archos]

I like, but, despite all my effort, don't understand it. :D

[CrimsonHints]

It might mean something different to me than other people. I never put a meaning on my poems because poetry can change with the person reading it. I could say what I mean tpersonally, but that might change your perspective of the poem. :)