A Poem by GreenSkeleton16

Portrait on the wall of a girl watching over her husband, even after death.


Eyes like a painting

caught in my mind,

sealed like a memory

perfectly aligned.


Into my soul

your eyes they can see.

Life never private,

life never free.


Eyes like a painting

I’ll cover your eyes.

Pull down the curtain,

I say my goodbyes.


Into my soul,

your eyes are still there.

Constantly haunting,

to my despair.


Eyes like a painting,

with water you smear.

Never will see me,

vision not clear.


Eyes are all wet,

why must you cry?

I said that I loved you,

that wasn’t a lie.


Into my soul,

your eyes they will creep.

Too deep to find them,

awake as I sleep.


Silently looking,

blink nevermore.

Always to watch me,

the promise you swore.

© 2012 GreenSkeleton16

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such a way with words I love how you turn everyday things into such beauty

Posted 4 Years Ago

1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


4 Years Ago

I miss you!! :) Thanks for reading!
Beautifully inspiring and thought provoking. A symbol of a deep caring spirit.

Well written!

Posted 7 Years Ago

1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I like the message and the ideas here. Your print or font size could stand to be a little bigger. Some of us do not have 20/20 vision. lol
I think i saw a movie with this as the plot once.....

Posted 7 Years Ago

1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


Posted 7 Years Ago

OK, you, this was thoroughly disturbing and has me looking over my shoulder. That painting totally needs to be stored in the attic! But as always, your poem is perfect in both meter and rhyme. I would be shocked if it wasn't! I miss you. Where ya been, green one?

Posted 7 Years Ago

the last 2 paragraphs are my favorite :) we always seem to write about some of the same stuff! haha love it!

Posted 7 Years Ago

Don't know why but this reminded me of The Picture Of Dorian Gray. Has a otherwordly feel to it. There seems to be a dark, menacing tone that sears throughout this poem. Is one hell of a gothic poem for sure! this one rocks!

Posted 7 Years Ago

1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

i agree, extremely chilling, scared the hell out of me

Posted 7 Years Ago

Chillingly saturated with undying love. This is a great write.

Posted 7 Years Ago

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Added on April 3, 2011
Last Updated on March 10, 2012
Tags: painting, portrait



Arlington, TX

My passion is Music. My heart is poetry. My mind is spiritual, and this earth needs love. more..