What A Phenomenal Woman I Am…

As I walk by I see all those eyes following me,
But non of them actually see the real me.
They got carried away maybe by my eyes, looks or my hair,
What I am inside I don’t think any eye can see or cares.My eyes as dark, deep and full of mystery as they see,
Are deeper with broken dreams like a wreckage at sea.
They can hear my heels while I am walking,
But no one can hear my heart throbbing.
They can see my curves of my body,
The ups and downs of my life are not seen by anybody.
What a phenomenal woman I am inside,
Those eyes cannot see when I am passing by…

© 2012 Pimmi Nag