They Say Their Windows

Colors explode behind your lashes

The brightest I've ever seen

You whisper of your true self

Of a closed heart to be preened 

Shh shh sweet silence

I can hear it beating fast

Racing in a rhythm of its own

Hoping the race will last 

Breath, just breathe

And listen for the thunder

Close those colored eyes

While I watch in wonder

Colors explode behind your lashes

The brightest I've ever seen<3

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

I like the use of the language to express your point in the poem. Good visions create by powerful thoughts.
"Breath, just breathe
And listen for the thunder"
Thank you for the outstanding poetry.
Coyote

[Benjamin L. Weekly]

I like this. The poem is very rich in metaphor which is my favorite literary device. The image of silence beating in a rhythm was particularly good. The ending is left open to our imagination, which is curiously awakened.

My recommendation would be to add an empty line to space out between every 4 lines. Also, I think you'd find it easy to rework line 4 so that "preened" was just "preen". This would make the rhyme with "seen" better.

Please continue writing. I'd like to see more of the same from you.