I Could Not Forget Those Eyes

Magical eyes following me all the way

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This is a short poem about a short living experience. We sometimes find little things substantially important, giving us the right direction. Indeed, the same happens in this poem.

The day I saw those eyes,

black but shining like a big star

I was on a spell

Which I could not shed

My soul remained entangled

Those questions, I was asked

Still follow me

Haunt me

I found myself indulged

Then I searched for myself

A quest for myself

Those eyes changed me

Gave me a thrust

a whirling soul

Now I am

looking for myself

Searching myself

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