Behind These Eyes
'Tessellation Blue I' by Spectrum, $700, #5757, 80cm x 80cm, acrylic on canvas (Boomgate Gallery)
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Poetry
No one can see the shame and guilt,
Trapped behind these eyes.
As I sit here in a prison cell,
All due to a pack of lies.
Memories that are trapped within,
Deep behind these eyes.
Echoing ever so softly,
Compounding our goodbyes.
To see the love I have within.
Look deep behind these eyes.
For this love I have for you,
Is the kind that never dies.
You may see a broken man,
Hiding behind these eyes.
But from this time in prison,
A better man will arise.
You may see a man of confidence,
As you look behind these eyes.
But in this hell-like place,
Every bit of it’s a guise.
Or you may see a man of strength,
As you peek behind these eyes.
As I sit and think of you,
This strong man, he still cries.
Take a look,
Behind these eyes.
It’s the window to the soul.
Allowing you to see things that you can’t apprise.
For now, I have my thoughts,
Concealed behind these eyes.
Soon I will be home,
I hope you’re awaiting my reprise.
So, when I come home to you,
I trust you won’t chastise.
I hope you take the time to see,
The man behind these eyes.
Date Published
November 11, 2025
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