These Eyes

So much pain behind these eyes and no one will ever know
What you choose to show is what you let go
Grudges you begrudge
Gritting insides while you look on like granite
Marble
Smooth
near perfection
But just as far
The way you hold it in…

Composure
But like compost the past stinks
Never really locating the source of your latent attitudes
Never really understanding that there’s no smoke without a fire
When after all,
You have nursed fires with no smoke
Love with no hope
Death with no life
Puns with no joke.
Lost in the enchantment of your smile, your eyes, your lips
One finds it hard to comprehend that you know pain when all you ooze is sweet sticky love
Like a fairy you fly by and only
In the company of tears you remove your leaded wings.