I Could Not Forget Those Eyes
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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