"Autism & Memoirs of an Old Maid"…C'hele's Story

May 14, 2007

They Say the Eyes are the Windows to the Soul

Filed under: Poetry — C'hele @ 17:34

 (Originally posted on: Sunday, May 06, 2007 at 10:44 AM PDT)

my-baby-picture.jpg

Ebony eyes intense and filled with resentment-

Is imprinted in the face of an infant.

She had been ‘shushed’ of the memories

Of looking down upon earth in frustration,

Whilst standing amongst splendour.

She had fought and lost a battle with the Eternal One

Who whispered in her ear of her destiny.

Bitter and resentful, she left-

Towards the beginning of a long and arduous journey.

She couldn’t help but think as the camera flashed,

If it was so damned important that she come back-

Why couldn’t the Friend at least given her a warning first?

C’hele

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1 Comment »

  1. …And I say windows are the eyes to stare outside.

    Great poem!

    Smile.

    Comment by Clownscape — May 27, 2007 @ 09:47


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