When you look into somebody’s eyes, they tell a story that the mouth can’t. We can hide many of our emotions, but the eyes will tell all. No matter how happy you’re face seems, you’re eyes will show the truth. The truth being that we are all sad deep down. Whether it be childhood trauma or current events, sadness will slither into us all like a serpent. While the face says one thing, the eyes will show the truth. The bags that rest there are like a fish in a tank. They are stuck and can never leave. Every crows feet mark left behind shows years of stress, but it also shows happiness. The more you smile, the more crows feet marks you get. Sadness and happiness can live alongside each other. You have to choose which one takes over. As I stare into you’re eyes, I will know which emotion you’re feeling without you ever speaking. Sight is the gift the eyes give us. As we stare into each others eyes, we will know each others true emotions.
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Cheyenne gavranovic
My name is Cheyenne Gavranovic. I am a self published author. I love to write. I may not write as good as others but I am learning to write better everyday. I hope you all enjoy the words I have to say. Thank you for the support.
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Poverty
Poverty is a real issue. You don’t know poverty until you’re in you’re bed wondering if you can pay you’re rent tomorrow. You don’t know poverty until you look in you’re kitchen and realize there is nothing in the pantry or the refrigerator to feed yourself and you’re child. You don’t know poverty until you’re begging family members for money to help pay you’re bills. Although you’re daily living expenses are not their responsibility, you have no where to turn and you have zero options left. You don’t know poverty until you’re selling all of your belongings just to make ends meet. You don’t know poverty until you have to live in a hotel room, if you can afford it. You don’t know poverty until you grow up in poverty and try to do better as an adult. You don’t know poverty until you fail to be better and now you’re child is growing up in poverty just like you did. You don’t know poverty until you look into you’re innocent child’s eyes who has no idea what’s going on and realize you have to keep going for them. You don’t know poverty until you’re tired of trying but can’t stop. Poverty is a real issue. When you’re in it, it’s almost impossible to get out.
By Cheyenne gavranovic 2 years ago in Poets
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