Sunday, May 1, 2011

One shot sunday




My eyes breathe - for me
my eyes see - and yet I am blind
Salvaged, ravaged, famished and yet savage
they hypnotize..

Joy they know not
are used to insipid sighs
a mere flicker of light for a while
bristling for a life to revolutionize..

my lips are sealed but my eyes will speak
for bound and gagged I am still alive....


copyright*budhaaah*
for one shot sunday picture prompt
—inspired by Rosa Frei’s beautiful work

12 comments:

  1. It is always the eyes I watch when a person speaks, that is where the truth be found at.

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  2. yes - the eyes are speaking louder than the loudest voice could...aren't they..i also like that you made the eyes breathe in your poem...

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  3. The eyes are the gateway to the soul, I do wonder what runs through this gentlemans mind as he's being photographed!

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  4. bound and gagged i am still alive, but what kinda life is that....

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  5. Those speaking, breathing eyes... exactly. "Salvaged, ravaged, famished and yet savage
    they hypnotize.." Hypnotic lines too.

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  6. Thank you so much for complementing my image with your beautiful poem!

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  7. Very good! I really enjoyed this.

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  8. So much expression in someone's eyes. This was a beautiful piece...

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  9. Crap-- Great pic--and You also have an award on my Blog! I just ran out of numbers--but you are sooo deserving! Forgive me for not putting you in the top 10. My Bad!!!!

    John

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  10. Core-centric, spirited-defiant work.

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