It is said that they eyes are the windows to your soul. What will you see in mine?
I've been told that I've the eyes of a dreamer Some have told me they seem to be sad Men have said they're the eyes of a lover ('Bedroom eyes' were once all the fad) My eyes have seen much in a lifetime As a child I 'saw' all I could be Received in part through my senses an image that was given of me At times these eyes have shed tears at times they've twinkled with mirth These are eyes that reflect all my dreams but at times have questioned my worth Still they look at the sky filled with wonder stars reflect in the depths of my soul Bright spots in an ocean of darkness That speak of a vision and goal
Oh Lord, let my eyes show kindness may forgiveness keep them clear May tears cleanse any bitterness and dissolve any remnants of fear May these eyes speak to others of love A gentle heart that's not arid or dry May they never be the eyes of a cynic for the truth is our eyes cannot lie. Beauty is in the eye of the beholder may my eyes always seek for the good To look beyond all that I see to see instead what I should.
Do you see in my eyes a reflection of the child filled with naivete and trust or do you see in them a temptress filled with evil intentions and lust? I'd put it to you, if you'll listen that all that you see in my eyes Is based upon your own perceptions Now tell me if they have been lies?
I see two bright, hopeful eyes connected to the soul of an actress. I mean that in a good way. Maybe a cross between Jean Tripplehorn, Audrey Hepburn and Jodie Foster. Now if you can sing too, you're invited to come onstage with my duo "Two Pirates" here in Florida :>) -- Good poem!
Reviewed by Hanley Harding (Reader)
Reviewed on September 25, 2005
Dear Chanti; It's been awhile since I've dropped by your Den. This is a wonderful poem, well expressed, about those "mirrors of our souls". Doc
We all see things a little differently although the things we are looking at are in reality the same. We all live alone and separate in our own worlds even though we exist together in this one. There are many windows that offer a view beyond, Our eyes are but one of them. Excellent write Pierre.
I believe I see the child with naivete and trust
and the child with the mischievious desires. ;)
Sound right Chanti? I know what you're about sweet
lady. There have been no lies!
Would that everyone's 'eyes of understanding and compassion' were open, to see the good and the beauty that you see. Thank you for reminding us of the connection between our perceptions and our heart.
Anthony
The poem is not so much about my eyes as it is a statement about perceptions. What you 'see' is governed by these perceptions. Your perceptions influence your thoughts and your thoughts influence your behaviour. I have been accused of being too naive and trusting. It is not that I don't see the bad in people, it is more that I choose to focus on the good. There is much to learn if you keep the eyes of your mind wide open.
Thank you to those who have responded so kindly to this poem.
Love Chanti
Chanti, you have like Felix has said, the most beautiful eyes and though they captivate, what they reflect is the Universe that is you and the warmth of your caring soul.
Chanti, you have the most beautiful, alluring and temtuous eyes of any women I have ever known.I love this poem and I have felt and seen in your eyes and words most of what you have described. THis is a great write and a wonderful introspective look at yourself.
Miss our chats,
Felix
Honest introspection shared effectively and prayerful too. This is a compelling offering that draws me in with every word and every verse. Thank you dear Chanti. Much love to you always. Regis
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Love and hugs,
Tami
and the child with the mischievious desires. ;)
Sound right Chanti? I know what you're about sweet
lady. There have been no lies!
Anthony
Exceptional write--thought provoking and beautifully expressed!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla. :)
Thank you to those who have responded so kindly to this poem.
Love Chanti
Paul;-)
Miss our chats,
Felix
Love Tinka
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in america, karen lynn in texas. :D
may my eyes always seek for the good
To look beyond all that I see
to see instead what I should.
A truly captivating write, Chanti.
beautifully reflecting your soul! Kudo's
Love,
Eileen