Poetry

Through My Swollen Eyes, I Forgive You

Another day, another life worth looking forward to

Sometimes the heart sees what is invisible to the eyes.

-H. Jackson Brown

Misled to the illusion of what your eyes could not see

Glossed over black — lifeless, it frightens me

Dreary, dark, yet gleams with a raging opportunity at the first glance of me

Good morning

A silence pursues — a smirk creeps up and shows me all there is to know

She stares blankly, waiting for my reaction,

tilting her head in anticipation

A young lady like you shouldn’t be out here in the back

like that of a homeless person

Her chuckles deeply resound to a chord all too familiar

Laughs — looking at her partner for the recognition

Perhaps for acceptance

It’s not really

She giggles with delight as they walk away,

cackling and snorting her way with shoulders hunched

cowering beside her silent partner, who’s receptive to a task well done

My eyes swell, tears shed carelessly

flows freely out of control

The tear ducts fill with cascading water

as the pollen caresses my face, I’m left bleeding in the depth of spring

Nose filled, cough persists

I pause, breathe, and pat myself

Emotions didn’t get the best of me today

Not a single drop of anger

My swollen eyes forgive you since I have not seen your entirety

I am not to judge but to accept you for your flaws

and misguided perception of me

We both were deceived into what we could not fully grasp

I’m not great at writing poems or dabbling in the art of poetry, but this was something I wanted to experiment with. I’ve written poems as a kid, but haven’t done anything about it until now. Anyways, this was a fun way to express my recent “interaction” with a stranger. Thanks for reading!