Dedicated to acid attack victims!
The Sun was stolen
To craft her puissant eyeball!She carried the constellation
In her cerulean , azure eyes,From which shooting stars flew,
And suddenly stood still out of stupor,Being fallen for her charm,
And became her eyelashes,
Fulfilling this time,their own wish
Of admiring her allure,perpetually!
YOU ARE READING
Inkoglobin Soul [#Wattys 2016]
PoetryEach page dyed With thoughts smeared with star dust Each verse constructed with, Meticulously chiselled sentences...✍ Drown into this mesmerizing ocean, From which, You won't want to rise whatsoever.☺ To be forma...