Catharsis – Page 2 – Grounds For Hope

Your Eyes

They say the eyes are windows to your soul. Your pupils. Oh,they can show Pain, joy, and pleasures. The anger, fear, sadness. The pupils, they

Eyes blinded by the sun, I didn’t notice when you stole my heart How masterfully you closed the door Left me wonder and wanting more.

This poem was inspired by Ananda Only and his story about his beloved brother. https://anandaonly.in/2017/08/28/there-are-always-songs-to-sing/ Your spirit is in my heart forever, Even on days

(To my kiddo) I can’t tell you who you are to be One thing I know for sure, Is that you must DREAM. Dream and

In a search for a friend, I found a paw. Stretching her paws, she asked for a handshake That very moment when I glanced into

Remove the veil off your face and let your eyes see. How marvelous you are – my friend, How dear you are to me.

My sweet, my lonely heart is skeptic. Each word, each action probed. Ideas scrutinized and questioned “not true” – the heart runs into a default.

I haven’t seen you for some time, and I have no desire. The time has quickly passed us by, like current passes through a wire.

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