Poem About Eyes Novels & Stories

Tulala ako na napaatras nang makita ko kung paano magiliw na tumawa ang sanggol habang magkasalubong ang magkasing kulay nilang mga mata. What's the meaning of this? Who is she? Why am I having a vision with her and that child together? Marahas akong umiling habang patuloy na lumalakas ang kaniyang mapanuyong pag-awit sa sanggol na siyang hindi na magkamayaw sa masayang pagtawa habang magkasalubong ang kanilang mga mata. Their eyes... why on earth they have the same eyes? Ilang sandali pa ay mabilisan akong hinila pabalik sa aking wisyo. I breathed heavily habang hawak-hawak ang aking sintido. No! No! Those are all lies! Who is she!

Hindi kasi ako interesado sa kanila. "No offense ha, ganyan ba talaga ang mga mata mo?" sabi niya na para bang may mali sa mga mata ko. "Kung gaano yan kaganda, ganun din ang pagiging plain — parang walang emosyon," sabi niya, kaya hindi ko maiwasang matawa sa kanya. My eyes are blue, and yes, they don’t show emotion. Whether I smile, look sad, or cry, they never change.

As long as I want to melt right at this moment because of her voice, I also want to show to her the proudness in me. “I was looking for an ice. Is there anything I could get?” I was actually looking for your eyes po miss. Pwedeng akin ka nalang? Aw shit. Nababaliw na talaga ako. I am daydreaming but looks like the beautiful woman in front of me is not.

He doesn’t deserve her, not even the tip of her hair. Her emotions were not easily hidden on her innocent face. Her pain was evident in the crease of her lovely brow and the down-curve of her full lips. But her eyes, her eyes showed her soul. They were a deep pool of restless gold, an ocean of hopeless grief. They were a deep pool of restless gold, an ocean of hopeless grief. As I looked into her eyes I knew, all the beauty of the universe could not even hope to compete with this simple thing: passion. Passion turned her eyes into orbs of the brightest fire, and in them I read clearly that she would fight to the very last tear for her life. She would not let the world break her but she let K

Ang aking isip ay puno ng mga tanong, ng mga hinala, ng mga pag-asa. Tumingin ako sa kanyang mga mata, ang kanyang mga mata na puno ng luha. Nakita ko ang sakit, ang pag-aalala, ang pag-asa sa kanyang mga mata. Nakita ko ang babaeng aking minahal, ang babaeng aking nasaktan.

We need to protect the grains so they have something to eat, bahala nang wala kaming makain kaysa sapilitang patayin. That's why, one time, I closed my eyes to see if there is a light of hope but... I saw something. Something that can tell that I am unique, that I can go with the flow...let them flow, let them glow. Let the letters let me. "So what happens when you close your eyes, Synecdoche?" curious na tanong ng isang lalaki sa akin. Ang mga bughaw niyang mga mata ay nakatutok sa akin. Ang kanang kamay ay nakahawak sa ilalim ng kaniyang bibig samantalang ang kaliwang kamay ay nakapatong sa lamesa and its fingers are tapping on it like the sound of a clock. I will not be shocked if I can s

Para bang hirap na hirap na siya. "Your eyes... the same shade of brown as my Lolo Theodore's wooden chair that lined inside the church of my childhood home. In your eyes... Why do I see the world, and all the beautiful things it should be? Why am I seeing the love, the life, the light, the joy, the passion? Were these all just mere fairy tales? Or things that could actually be? In your eyes I did not see myself but I saw all the things I think should be."

Hindi ko maiwasang mapatitig sa kaniyang mga mata—ang mga mata niyang walang itinatago; mas marami pa ang ipinapahiwatig kaysa sa kaniyang bibig. Tuluyan nang nabura ang larawan ng kaniyang nanlilisik na mga titig at ang mapanghusga niyang mga tingin. All I see now are his eyes that are full of hope and love. I know I'll never feel lost. When everything feels wrong, kailangan ko lang tumingin sa kaniyang mga mata. Nandoon ang kapayapaan. Nandoon ang pag-ibig niya.

Tumagal ang tingin niya sa asul kong mga mata. I can't blame him, though. Many people say that my eyes can really catch people's attention. They say my eyes feel hypnotizing when I look at them. I couldn't help but agree because when I saw myself in the mirror, when I looked into my blue eyes... I felt like I was drowning in the ocean.

"Hi." Agad lumipad ang tingin ni Faye sa nagmamay-ari ng baritoning boses na iyon na tiyak na papasang maging dj. Nahigop lang niya yata ang lahat ng hangin sa kanyang katawan ng magtagpo ang kanilang mga mata. Bigla kasing bumilis ang tibok ng kanyang puso. Sabi nga, eyes are the window of the soul kaya sa pagkakatitig niya sa mga mata nito, pakiramdam niya'y nagawa nitong pasukin ang kanyang kaluluwa.