When blue eyes lose their color - Sonnet

 Do I see peace behind those dark blue eyes,

Or just the pieces of my wishful heart?
Could beauty hold so many untold lies?

Can paranoia pull my soul apart?

 

Methinks I will not get what I see now

Beneath those rainbow smiles I sense a storm

Before this sensual shrine I should not bow

But run, before establishing a norm.

 

My silent phone is driving her insane ~

Her eyes are not, like mine, in her heart too.

So blinded by this world and darkness’ stain

Her anger’s lust reveals her colors, true.

 

Away from all this drama I have peace ~

My wait for love will surely bring release.

Reviews

[Ardra]

the poem is nice :) but the pic is scary ... almost as if its only her spooky eyes i can see :P

[Einstein Noodle]

love the story ..."methinks" is fantastic for me ..tho not the we we speaks today ;) sonnets kind of dictate an older way of putting things don't they?! the allure, the warning, the wisdom of saying no ..and waiting ..great stuff .. and i like that its blue eyes .. this line: "But run, before establishing a norm." ... i am not sure why but using the word norm seems kind of anti-climactic .. i want it to be more .. maybe a word the kinda rhymes ..like harm ... or alarm .. the pic is scary when one puts it with this sonnet .. i think running is a very good idea ;) i didn't count the feet nor whether iambs or trochees .. but rather read it for flow and it does that nicely ..enjoyed more reading it again out loud ..not easy to restrict our impulses in using a strict classical form ..nice one!
E.

[SleeplessVolcano]

thanks E....this one just popped out while I was waiting for my students to arrive. I should learn to put it on ice a bit and edit too, but alas, I'm a gushing waterfall, not a peaceful lake...:P

[Einstein Noodle]

ahahaha well...for just popping out i am pretty impressed ... your experience is showing .. methinks ;)