The Saddest Eyes.

the sun's reflection in the saddest eyes,
the soothing music that will save our lives,
the bitter taste of swallowing goodbyes
that she would rather feel in salty tears we cry…

the tears come down your cheeks in streams
the headache lingers on, it seems.
daydreams of smooth smooching and the saddest eyes...
those big colorful eyes, long lashes, and the tears they cry.

twas not his fault, nor was it God's.
was your own fault all along,
for building "mental castles" over parking lots
that could never fulfill their full potential.

vivid and livid, like wrestling and rising,
uprising, if i may say so, within our hearts,
conflicting thoughts; spinning and pressuring frustration,
your head explodes, but there's still no explanation.

why do we fear? why do we mumble? why do we hesitate?
our world needs more of love and courage, less of fear and hate.
And Jesus said, tomorrow will take care of itself...
So, why do we let our fears put us on the shelf?

the saddest eyes, the stabbing jabs of loneliness.
a sunray that's joyful, a sister that's playful,
a heart that is prideful, and another one that's fearful.
what could have been, would have been so good...
the saddest eyes once again grow tearful.

the sun reflecting in the saddest eyes,
reminds him of the foundation he denies.
he is familiar with the charm, enamored with the glow,
never expected to feel so low.

the summer wind rustles the leaves, the kids around are splashing,
moments of truth are still rehashing
why is it like this? I don’t even know what’s wrong.. why can't i make it full of wonder?
can't God bring a miracle? or is this presumption?

the leaves are green and time keeps going at its speed,
each second our lives are ending
the dusty wind warms up your tired flesh,
the scars won't heal, nor will they remain fresh,

in this lifetime we'll never fulfill the longings..
ego, beer, sex, marriage, and affection,
the people with whom we feel a connection,
the more we get, the more we seek another direction.

even music itself - the active act of worship,
the life dimension that makes her heart thaw -
even music itself is not enough, we know we need something more.

nothing on earth satisfies,
said the one with the saddest eyes.