The Third Eye Poem by Pen Anthony

The Third Eye



It's stronger than the Biblical Samson
It weakens the meanest of beasts
It provokes the polite
With no exception for the bright
It illuminates a sole spark
To enormous a fire
It's flames consume to the bone
It's sees beneath masses of flesh
Beneath wrinkles and creases
Searching for a fading smile
It sees behind closed doors
Where the eyes don't
It lies in the heart
Where there is a hut
For two

Thursday, March 5, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: Love
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