Innocent Eyes

Innocent Eyes short poem

Uploaded by Swetlana Mothay


Those two twinkling eyes,
Hopes and fears filled her eyes,
She was scared, scared of the future
She had an unknown fear deeply seated
Her heart sank as she realized the truth

She was not happy,
She wanted to go somewhere,
She wanted to go to paradise
Paradise with no discrimination, pain, anger

She wanted to go
She kept searching for that place
She was innocent, she was young
She moved forward with confusion
She found someone who gave direction to her dreams

Who guided her, and helped her move forward
Yes! Now she has a friend
Friend who would keep her accompanied
He would be by her side in ups and downs
He would give wings to her dreams
Now they would fly together!

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