Sad Eyes

Sad Eyes short poem

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His skin is the color of dark chocolate, his complexion is flawless, his eyes are caramel; they are big and beautiful, but they have a hint of sadness in it. He looks lost. His eyes seem to wonder a lot, he seems like he is in a world of his own; a world full of pain, sadness, and darkness. He is so mysterious; his eyes always look the same even when he seems happy. I see myself in his eyes at times. He has a sadness that should be replaced with happiness, laughter, and joy. I look at him and wonder what is he thinking, why is he so sad? Even though he says he’s happy his sad eyes give it away.

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Shabia Robinson

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S. Robinson is the author of the book A Collection of Short Poetry: The Ramblings of My Mind. The poems will take some people to a place where they can relate to the experiences of S. Robinson's childhood and adult challenges in life. She is currently working on various poems and short stories.S. Robinson earned her Bachelors of Business Administration and English degree from Baruch College.
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