As she exited the pub, balkun opened his right eye "now to follow the bait" he said to himself as he went out the window of his room and sneaked around to follow shika.
Avian, Fighting, Panda, Phoenix, Polar Bear, Tentacles
#8 of journey of the shadow archive
her eyes were like pools of crimson red blood,
even the death shall glare into their beauty.
her skin was like the snow unstained by mud;
people said she was a broken cutie.
Crimson, Eyes
Getting back into poetry
i don't know the color of his eyes
i have seen them more that most
yet their color escapes me.
i am quite fond of their host
but their shade i never see.
every time i take a look
i get lost in their luster.
Eyes, Poetry, Rhyme, Romance
The eyes
beware the eyes are watching.
nothing escapes them, nothing!
try to dodge them, try it.
you know they won't buy it.
they are as bright as silver,
and as dark as granite.
Poem
For i will know that taste,
and i will see those eyes,
and i will hear that cry,
for the rest of my life!
a soft voice,
my teacher,
"he deserved it. let's go."
i turn away,
the eyes are laughing now.
No-Yiff, Poem
_some eyes are brown_
_some eyes are green_
_but none are more perfect_
_than the eyes as blue as the sea._
_these eyes rival none_
_in beauty and charm_
_and with them gone_
_so are my wit and happiness._
_but these eyes are also inquisitors_
_
Blue, Clean, Eyes, No-Yiff, Poem, SFW, body
But when i'll finally catch you,
i'll look into your eyes
and i'll be swallowed by their gentle hue.
then, i'll instantly know, there will be no good-byes...
Beach, Eyes, Poem, Poetry, Wolf, waves
,'' scream
i then see the inmate standing in a corner behind me i turn around and am met with the eyes of my demon face to face we stand
''why!,'' i shout ''whyyyyy!
Chilldern, German Shepherd, Red eyed figure
Once he reached it, loud eyes noticed the light wasn't the sun. it was a tigress of light, almost an angel.
he approached her. loud eyes spoke,"hello, my name is loud eyes."
Dragon, Husky, Loud eyes, Tigress, journey
These eyes, these warm eyes stare at a body that is not yours one last time, before they glaze over. the eyes still there, but the warmth gone. a body that is yours, leans down and pulls out an arrow with a damaged head.
Eyes, Karma, Prompt, Revenge, Short Story, weird