I have seen lovers turning into strangers with a blink of eyes.
They fall for same trap again and again.
Why to inflict pain on poor soul?
I regret bringing tears in your eyes.
No, you lie. You love my eyes that way. My cornea shielded by the curtain of water fallen out from those micro pores.
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!
Now what do I have?
No, Damned me!