Prying Eyes

Poetry Academe

I have these prying eyes,

For every passing skirt I can’t help but glance and watch,

Until it vanishes from horizon.

Even when it friends,

The order is the same,

then follows

The probing,

Exclamations,

“Wow, she’s hot,

” Or she’s only good for a one,

night stand.”

This habit,

Or following with the eyes,

One time I tripped and landed in a ditch.

One even, I lost my way.

I’ve promised myself time and again,

That I’ll stop,

But I can’t prevent my eyes from admiring

The undeniable creations of the nature.

I bet, only if my eyes stop seeing.

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