The Killer Gaze

Poem By Omar Ali Sabar

That glaring gaze that turns
the grey to black, water to muck
drops my tray, spills my milk,
roughens the silk
softens the ground, tightens the air
kills my hunger little wonder
strengthens the slumber
cheap thrills to your endless will
that gaze that devours
through my soul and empowers

countless thoughts...
heart explodes, brain washes,
the soul drenches, breaks the edges
burns my library, dries my ink
Into your world I will sink
Buildings tumble, Nations fall
False dreams and broken thoughts
Cemented to your wall
Ears deafened to the call
Oh this five second stall


The last second, the killer gaze
pierces the eyes layers
conquers the mind's provences
blades the heart's seams
Widening eyes, tunnelled vision
No roads out of this prison
Entrapped in your web, torn and tangled
worn out, drained and strangled
then you'll know, all that you are facing
is just a reflection of yourself gazing

Comments about The Killer Gaze

Now this is what I call an 'Adult' (In the true sense) poem for 'Big Boys..(and girls) . Well done mate. Sid.
Omar, really powerful words 'Entrapped in your web, torn and tangled worn out, drained and strangled then you'll know, all that you are facing is just a reflection of yourself gazing' this has left me gazing at the screen of the lappy. +++++10 and A+ regards anju
Ammmmazing poem indeed omar..............10
I thought the writing of this was amazing. It was the kind of thing that captures the reader and holds them. Very impressive. GW62
A poem with deep feelings and strong meaning. Expressed very well. I enjoyed.


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