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THE BLUE EYES OF JESSICA

by

Pierre A. Agamata

I took you in my arms and felt your love,
And believed your sincerity in your eyes.
In my arms, I felt your pain with your love,
And believed as you clung to me . . .
And looked upon me with your troubled
Blue Eyes.

I saw you there __ sick and confused, but with love,
And believed I would no longer gaze upon your eyes.
I could not reach you but there were many helping with their love,
And believed they would no longer see you’re bewildered
Blue Eyes.

Today, I saw you . . . happy and full of life and love,
And I always believed I would again gaze upon your eyes.
I reached for you, as you did me, and brought your books of love,
And I believe one day that these storms and grief will pass
And all will see the affection and sincerity of you
Through your beautiful
Blue Eyes.


World of Sorrows

by

Pierre A. Agamata

Each day comes and goes
And the pain remains
Like the river that flows
And like the wind that blows.
I am reminded of feelings
I cannot let go.
The pain lies deep
Deeper than any ocean
Endless as the setting sun.
I know there is no forgiveness
In your heart that I have
Torn apart.
It is in your heart
I am forever lost
In a world of sorrow.

Megan

by

Pierre A. Agamata

I wish you were my family
Sometimes I wish you were.
It is in your eyes that I see
For you to be with me.
You will always be with me . .
You would talk to me
About your life and dreams,
And sometimes you would cry.
I would comfort you
With a hug and kiss.
At night I would say goodnight,
But today you are leaving.
There is something about you
And I will never forget you.
I wish I could have done more
But I feel my intentions were true.
In my dreams and in my heart
You will always be mine.
My little Megan . . .
My sister.

Sacrifices

by

Pierre A. Agamata

Sacrifices of the past
shape our world today.
They remain remnants of the past,
Products of each day.
They are sacrifices of people
Some have lived . . .
Some have died.
They have change our world today,
And forever.
They are the reason we live
Each day.

Dear Lauren,

by

Pierre A. Agamata

This poem is for you
The girl next door
Who I adore...
With all my heart and soul.
Today I talked with you
And my heart sang
And my soul soared
Like the birds above.
I waved goodbye
As you walked by
"I Love You" I said to myself
Then you looked back and smiled.
Perhaps you read my mind
But you must have read my eyes
And my heart.

The Dark Eyes of Madison

by

Pierre A. Agamata

In the coffee place. .
I sit here and look
And see eyes
As beautiful as night.
At that moment my heart flies
To another place and time.
When love was true
And where memories remain.
T
Speak to my heart
An unspoken yearning
To find warmth in this cold world.
She waves hello
And walks away
Never to look back.
Yet, I watch her walk away
I only know her by her name
But the name and her eyes remain
In the memories of my heart.