Beauty Under The Eyes…

The beauty under the eyes saw from generations,
Minds starving and hysterically naked.
Snatched their innocence and sweetness,
Left them trembling like a sunset in a mess.
Prepared them for the mournful mornings,
Leaving a scar on their minds and soul screaming.
Making their sweet dreams turning to volcanoes,
Left their eyes crying and the heart unspoken…

 

 

© 2012 Pimmi Nag