Green eyed monster


Might I say it scares me
Or at least puts me back a step
For fear is no longer a master
In any way
Of my heart that has grown restless

There are those of the moody kind
The ones who hold daggers in dark eyes
But your green eyes instead
Are fed on what seems to me
To be
The power in your hands
A boy? Or a man?
In which ever’s name you stand
You have seem to become
– my green eyed monster


10 Comments Add yours

  1. TC says:

    I like this! Thank you for posting.

  2. thingy says:

    Ooh, the green eyed monster. Been on both sides of that. You’ve captured it well.

  3. Jeaousy is a cage. I sneak a peek through the bars of it, at what I might be were it not a home, were it not a sentence. Jealousy is control. Lack of trust. Insecurity. I’ve little of it. How importunate that those around me grow it in ispades.

  4. dancingfreak says:

    nice and different 🙂

  5. Judith Evans says:

    Well-penned thoughts on that green-eyed monster. Great job!

  6. Jingle says:

    very well expressed.

    bless you, keep it up.

    Check out poets rally week 45 today…
    Have fun!
    That’s the perfect way to showcase your talent, make poetic friends, and receive poetry awards and more….hope to see you in, blessings.

  7. ashbeezone says:

    Simply impressive ..
    Here’s mine poetry work ..


  8. Jealousy brings out the monster in all of us. Nice job!

  9. Jealousy can overpower us if we let it. I like how this poem flows!

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