Eyes

Her eyes were screaming colour in a monochrome world;
A spectrum of radiance and grandeur.

Her scars were a canvas of porcelain perfection;

The resting memories of a voyager.

Author's Note

Kind of got a few lines in and didn't know how to finish it without ruining it. Not really a poem, but not really much of any of the other options either.

Reviews

[Myenigma]

you could leave it as it is, but your theme of eyes is very broad. windows to the soul, they show pain, their pretty etc...

[K. Harding]

The idea to have a title as broad as "Eyes" was intention. Eyes are extremely symbolic and ambiguous to nearly every individual.

[Shannon]

Forgive the boldness, but sounds like an opening prelude for a story. And it is amazing.

[K. Harding]

I never even looked at it that way but you are right. Thank you!

[Shannon]

Then we would get to meet her!

[Bacchus]

Thank you for starting... And stopping.
A healing touch for a wounded soul.

[Bacchus]

...I thought of this poem today while listening to the Beatles- "a girl with kaleidoscope eyes"

[K. Harding]

I haven't heard that song, I'm not impartial to a bit of The Beatles though so I will definitely give it a listen at some point. Thank you!

[Bacchus]

Just a random line- that drew me back to this-
You keep it ambiguous... that way I can still claim this piece for me,
or at least the kind of girl I want to be.

[andrew mitchell]

i like the imagery, not sure where its going but i like it

[K. Harding]

Not even this poet knows where this was going but thank you!

[mattavelli]

Why not let it rest, come back to it and finish with fresh thoughts?

[K. Harding]

I have been lingering on this a very long time and I still do not know how to finish this haha