There she sat
Quietly observing.
Much like a cat,
Her eyes unnerving.
Where her mind is at
Is one of her mysteries.
But her eyes watch every move
Not missing one beat.
Her eyes much like the night sky
And rather curious too.
They hold the depth of galaxies
And hide secrets many.
I wonder what she makes of the world,
And it's atrocities.
YOU ARE READING
Inside Her Mind.
PoetryThis little bunch of poems that I am writing is 'how' I feel sometimes 'what' I feel sometimes... these are views towards life and relationships with people and all my compressed thoughts expressed.... They reflect me people I know and what they wan...
