That innocence challenged my pugnacious behaviour,

that smile made me vulnerable,

Those eyes were honest,

they were the cause of those maledictions,

which were thrown at me,

there was a comeliness inside,

which was thrashed and abashed,

by the rage,

which grew inside me every moment,

it made me lugubrious,

I was not able to handle those emotions,

I rose up ferociously,

and I killed that man…

0 thoughts on “Killed…”

  1. sudershana says:

    Eyes are always honest. Beautiful! ✌

    1. shreyans says:

      thank you so much for reading

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