I saw her again- <br />brushing her hair <br />that fell like shiny feathers. <br />Her eyes had mocked <br />her solemn face <br />as though a dagger <br />has flashed behind her gaze. <br />She brushed her hair <br />that fell like shiny feathers <br />while her eyes had mocked her face. <br />Her lips do nothing but conceal <br />the pain that flows like river. <br />I grew tired watching at her <br />loneliness that often speaks forever. <br />I was tired- <br />so i turned away from the mirror.<br /><br />Jessel Jane Tevar<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-was-tired/
