Eyes of a stranger
The stranger walks with his head held high
we watch and we wonder, as he passes by.
He's a tall, dark man, a mere mystery.
Is he dangerous, we ask, can he pursue sorcery?
We wanna know if he's good or bad?
If the secrets he hide are happy or sad?
Dressed in black, wearing a wicked smile
I'm guessing a demon, judging his style.
But I wonder, can a simple look tear you apart?
Because now I see angel, with beauty, with heart.
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You have amazing rhyming here. I mean you have it spot on. I love the poem, and I have tried writing a poem like this before. Its awesome! I have no nit picks at all.
Love it!
Aoow, Thank you very much.
This is really good. I have read another of your work and I must say that you did well on both of them! This is a really good way to explain that first glance, and what you see in the person passing by you. I really look forward to seeing more!