The something in his eyes

There is something in his eyes

That speaks to my soul

They sing

And I listen.




There is something in his eyes

A plea for acceptance

They beg

And I yield.




There is something in his eyes

That wrenches my gut

They want understanding

And I try to.




We exchange words

Pleasantries and part

Our paths to never cross again

We inhabit two different worlds.

He is oblivious to me now

I was but an aberration

To his well -structured life

He has a living to make

And cannot afford the luxury of poetry.




And so while he busies himself making a living,

The something in his eyes

Continues to haunt me

Especially at nights

When sleep is elusive.

And I seek frantically

The understanding, the acceptance

But most of all -- the unsung song.



© 2013 Preeti Shenoy

 

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