Wednesday, February 8, 2012

Staring at Me

Eyes.

Staring, glaring piercingly at me.

Worlds I don't know, secrets I'll never uncover. Thoughts, aspirations, questions, and stories. Stories...

This moment, a story is being told, but no words are being said.

Please, why can't I understand this soundless language? What is it particularly that is being said to me?

The colors compare and contrast like the different voices in my head.

What are you thinking?


-Argentia

2 comments:

Timeless Trinkets said...

Eyes are very expressive and do speak their own language.
I love eyes and wished that I could draw them better. I also like your thought about them. My favorite eye color is green:)

Hannah Leigh said...

Who's eyes are speaking? Who is saying something without words?