The Lady In Front Of Me


Her gaze as cold as ice

As she looks into my eyes

As if she wanted to say something

But now she's holding it back.

She looks sad and worried

But no one knows how she feels

Like knowing of a storm ahead

That she wish soon will end.

Her eyes shows regrets and wonders

Of how things should had turned out

If only she had been braver,

Would her life had been better?

She keeps most things to herself

Emotions piling up inside

It's not that she doesn't want to talk

But it's because she's scared to speak.

She smiles and laugh, would talk and chat

Yet no one seems to see,

The emptiness hidden inside

She wanted to be free.

I tried beaming at her but she wouldn't

I stared at her and she stared back

I wanted to comfort her so I reached for her hand

But a cold glass touches mine.

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anusujith 4 years ago from Nilambur, Kerala, India

Wooo. Very good Thought. Very apt picture too. Nice line. Well written...

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bearnmom 4 years ago from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania

This is a good thought put into powerful words that totally describe the feeling of being interspective.

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aviannovice 4 years ago from Stillwater, OK

Can I wager to say an abused woman? Awesome and up.

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cleaner3 4 years ago from Pueblo, Colorado

a beautiful expression of a young confused woman who holds her emotions and feeling inside afraid to see the real person, for she might see herself.

Great poetry.

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drbj 4 years ago from south Florida

Very touching, precy ... and revealing!

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precy anza 4 years ago from San Diego Author

@snusujitch: Thanks! Glad I found that picture online with Mr. Google, fits well with my poem ^.^'

@bearnmom: Thank you! I'm even surprised at myself that I could make poems like this in a short time whenever I feel sad. :)

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precy anza 4 years ago from San Diego Author

@ aviannovice: Nope. That was me last night with all those mixed feelings and thoughts. :) And not the first time I made a good poem whenever I'm on that mood. ^.^'

@ cleaner3: I agree, you got the perfect meaning right there. That was me keeping things to myself. :)

@ drbj: Thank you! :) Now, if only I could make another one.

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