Her world seen through
Her eyes
It speaks volumes
Radiates messages to the soul
The eyes of a woman
expresses love, compassion
Sufferings, dark secrets
It is profound
Yet untold scenes
Lying deep within
Her smile radiates through her eyes
Always there to caution
Words can’t tell it all
Her soul and eyes are one
The eyes of a woman
Has seen it all
Tells it all.
I slept in bed like a baby, lights off, the room was pitch dark, suddenly I felt a light breeze crawl across my skin and then a human touch on my duvet. I tasted fear on my tongue which was traumatically bitter, and I knew I was been hunted by a ghost. My eyes were tightly shut, I couldn’t open them because of revelation of what would unfold; too scared of the picture I painted in my head!
Guess what? I watched a paranormal movie before I went to bed, and unfortunately for me, the image of the activities in the movie stuck in my head.
I believe ghosts are images we create ourselves, that means we are the ones hunting ourselves😀😀
Indigent, poverty-stricken
Begging for alms,
Now their survival technique
They cry out for help
Not their fault, deprived
Of their homes
Reach out to them
Emotionally detached,
Sad, loneliness has overridden joy
Living in an environment
With fierce combart
They’ve been hurt, deprived
Of the pleasures they deserve
Reach out to them.
Abused, battered,
The wicked has shown them hostility
Fear has crippled into them
They hide amongst the crowd
They can’t cry out, deprived
Of freedom they deserve
Reach out to them.
Dying of ill-health
From an ailment with no cure
A bad omen for them
Negativity has crawled into them
They are upset, deprived
Of help from those that can offer
Reach out to them.
You stare solemnly
At your sultry image
Obsessed over yourself
Selfishly, but hurting
Thinking the stars will fall
At your feet
The world does not revolve around you.
Sparkling clear glamour
Imitating the sky blue
Something lies beneath the surface
Drifting in silent metamorphosis
In depth of pitch black
The soul no one knows
Shallow fierceness that lies
In a man’s heart
Thread softly, be at alert
Do not fall prey to the hunter.
EDDAZ 