I have seen lovers turning into strangers with a blink of eyes.
They fall for same trap again and again.
Dead end…

Why to inflict pain on poor soul?
Dead end…

I regret bringing tears in your eyes.
Dead end…

No, you lie. You love my eyes that way. My cornea shielded by the curtain of water fallen out from those micro pores.
Blurred vision…

I see a stranger!

Can’t look into those eyes.
They lie the promises.

I can’t trust what they say through those occasional glimpses and ceaseless stares.
But I am a prisoner of fate.

I have fallen for their pretentious charm. Again!
They lied!
Now what do I have?
Dead end…

No, Damned me!