Judging Eyes.
Those Judging eyes that burn through like laser beams.
Those judging eyes that peer from a distance, mocking your malady. Looking, watching, staring...
Those Judging eyes with their equipment with their instruments of ridicule going to work on your spirit - your esteem. Those judging eyes bleeding from the strain! watering from the stress of your, goings on. Those judging eyes that are dead yet wide open, beholding your vice, your deeds. Those Judging eyes that will gaze you into the ground that will follow you into your grave. Those Judging eyes...
2007-02-01 05:38:27 · 8 answers · asked by Myself 4 in Arts & Humanities ➔ Other - Arts & Humanities
I thought that it was relly good. it got me out of my seat kinda good. and the clif hanger is a great add on to the story. you really should put that in to a contest. and i dont just like any poetry. i am very picky with my poetry so good job!!!!
2007-02-01 06:45:55 · answer #1 · answered by binky 1 · 0⤊ 0⤋
It needs an ending.
Judging Eyes.
Those Judging eyes that burn through like laser beams.
Those judging eyes that peer from a distance, mocking your malady. Looking, watching, staring...
Those Judging eyes with their equipment, with their instruments of ridicule. going to work on your spirit - your esteem. Those judging eyes bleeding from the strain! watering from the stress of watching what you do.Those judging eyes that are dead yet wide open, beholding your vice and your deeds. Those Judging eyes that will gaze you into the ground that will follow you into your grave. Those Judging eyes...Watching my every move are just other people with nothing else better to do.
2007-02-01 05:44:05 · answer #2 · answered by jeeccentricx2 5 · 0⤊ 0⤋
Either you have have a real critic in your life....or maybe it's really you that is the critic of yourself....therefore thinking everyone else is too.
Those judging eyes, burning, seering like laser beams.
Those judging eyes, peering from a distance, mocking your malady. Those judging eyes, instruments of ridicule, pushing into your spirit, eroding your self esteem.
Those judging eyes, bulging, watering, vessels red with strain....looking, watching, staring....
Those judging eyes, fully open but having no life....dead to mercy...following your every deed....
Those judging eyes....even when you lay in the grave....longing to be free....
2007-02-01 05:44:57 · answer #3 · answered by ticklemeblue 5 · 0⤊ 0⤋
You wrote a poem about judgement and then asked people to tell you what they think of it?
Sometimes what you THINK is "judgement" is someone elses response to what you ASK them. If that's the case, it's not judgement, it's "observation".
2007-02-01 05:50:07 · answer #4 · answered by LolaCorolla 7 · 0⤊ 0⤋
Yep..that's not only really bad, but really creepy...you need to get out more and enjoy life...geez...
2007-02-01 05:44:29 · answer #5 · answered by Toots 6 · 0⤊ 0⤋
bad like spoiled milk bad
2007-02-01 05:41:40 · answer #6 · answered by Melois Koro 3 · 0⤊ 0⤋
it's good. i can see that you worked on hard...
2007-02-01 05:42:06 · answer #7 · answered by Jenny 1 · 0⤊ 0⤋
good
2007-02-01 05:46:48 · answer #8 · answered by Udit D 4 · 0⤊ 0⤋