Underneath My Eyelids By Jasen Sousa

Underneath My Eyelids


If there is no Heaven
where I get the chance to be a saint,
through my words I have created
a world of my own
with ink in my pen as the paint.

If there is no life
after death,
I don’t want to spend
forever in the dark.
I might not be able to
open my eyes again, so,
under my eyelids I painted a portrait
of all that was in my heart.
I presume it will be lonely
once they bury me in a coffin,
mosaics of my mind
I will be able to view
while my body is deteriorating
and rotting.

My thoughts,
my journeys,
my visions,
to ensure my life
will not be forgotten.
I imagine death
to be like a dream


where you lay in peace
and view fragmented images
of moments with meaning.

No matter how much formaldehyde
they pump in my veins,
they will never be able to wash away
the portraits that remain.
Pictures of family who I have loved,
friends who I have specially selected,
great people in my life
who I have admired and respected.
Powerful, passionate, portraits,
painted underneath my eyelids
to ensure beauty in the beyond,
the art which I have perfected.




Taken From
Selected Poems of Jasen Sousa
17-24
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Comprised of works from:
Life, Weather (First Collection of Poems Written At Age 17) (Not In College)
A Thought and A Tear for Every Day of The Year: A Poetic Diary (Written Between ages 18-19) (Stint at Suffolk University)
Close Your Eyes and Dream With Me (Written During Early Twenties) (Bay State College)
Almost Forever (Written During Early Twenties) (Bay State College)
A Mosaic of My Mind (Written at Age 24) (Beginning Emerson College)