Trap

Those blue eyes
which she once appreciated
taught her love and hate

It was sharp and steep
like a trap
and she fell on the ground
wounded and hurt

She slept day and night
couldn't count the countless time
missed classes and sent a letter of regret
with full of guilt...

She lost all her strength
couldn't live at her cozy place
walked side by side with her friend
In a November night
and sobbed while sipping a cup of coffee

Those blue eyes
which were once warm and alive
slowly turned out to be COLD and DEAD. 

 Kolkata, West Bengal