When eyes torn closed what eyes had seen <br />There was no whisper in the silent net <br />Sealed deep below in places of spleen <br />Eyes torn closed what hands had set <br /> <br />Some sights have died died of the threat <br />That sights too many words have spelled <br />Some sights have drowned in a single fret <br />That they for too long in this world have dwelled <br /> <br />They were made of tears wind wept storms and sighs <br />They were made of colours blue cut through the skies <br />They were made of trees uprooted as to sing <br />The remnants of the earth of not a single thing <br />That heaven ward could sorrow crowns upbring <br /> <br /> <br />©Miroslava Odalovic<br /><br />Miroslava Odalovic<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/when-eyes-torn-closed/
