kohl clad eyes

Traces of kajal beautifully marked the eyes
No she wasn’t dead
She was still alive.

Alive to haunt
Those who knew her
With her eyes.

She had everything
She had life.
Then why did she?
Whether trouble or strife…

Those who don’t…
Pray for it
To stay.
She had everything…
She had life.

Beautiful green spread outside
I don’t want to leave it
I don’t want to die
The blue of the fleecy clouds
I like it
But I don’t want to go there
To reside

No, I am not allowed to shop for life
No, I am not allowed to ask for its price
No, I am not allowed to slice it alive
She broke the rules…
Strange rules of life.

She had everything…
She had life.

She had beautiful kohl clad eyes.