Unspoken...

Unspoken...

There’s so much pain behind those eyes..
Eyes that staunchly withold..
The sea of emotions raging within

Her eyes have seen tempestous times…
Many a supercilious and servile visitors
Have knocked upon her door…
And she has welcomed each
with serendity and smile…

Her eyes have seen her through great sorrow
And souls sinister…
Many a sardonic Spartans..
Have set aflame. .thousands of dreams
Dying within…
Can no one salvage her sordid existence?
Is there no soul to offer solace?
Somber, she walks a lonely path..
Yet not a diamond -drop  escapes and rests…
Upon her supple skin…
Stoic… she is insatiable…