Her Eyes

Every time I close my eyes,

I think about her eyes then,

and how many dreams

floated in them.

Then,

I think about 

her eyes now,

just like snow 

still, cold, 

but beautiful.

Every time I breathe

I think about

her body then,

and how many cuts

adorned her skin.

Then,

I think about

her body now

and wonder if she's happy

being just a soul.

I think about 

her,

before the life 

left 

her body,

and

I think about her,

after her soul 

found 

life.

Reviews

[Eleanor]

Wow! This is simply beautiful.
You expressed all emotions so nicely! Pain, sadness, love.....
"Every time I close my eyes,
I think about her eyes then,
and how many dreams
floated in them.
Then,
I think about
her eyes now,
just like snow
still, cold,
but beautiful."
These lines are lovely! Eyes can tell so much :) This explains that her eyes held that passion but something happened and it went away.
Even the poem explains how the writer wishes for her! How much he still loves her even though she is not there. Great job!
Keep writing :)

[Dan Means]

This is beautiful.it certainly creates a picture in your head.

[Coyote Poetry]

Beautiful description in the poem. The eyes can make us know hope and dreams. Nice flow of thoughts lead to a good closure. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[vishal kumar]

eyes can say lot of things.......beautiful poem