A STRANGE ENCOUNTER
Enchanted night of crescent moon,
Coldness sheltered in her silver eyes,
Silently shimmers a silver beauty,
With her eyes fiddled in lies.
Eccentric and dreamy were her ways,
With dangling necklace of vivid beer caps.
A brush hidden in blond stray stands.
A dark charcoal in her hand.
Her eyes pierced my soul when she saw me,
Her ghost smile, made me think on my way to be.
"Oh , a pervert traveler , you are l see.
I will kill you if you peep on me."
Still basking in her theatrical beauty,
Curiosity gained over my conscience you see,
I pleaded her to tell me her tale,
As soft snow began to fall on the rough trails.
I gave heed to Her story that was charcoal sketch,
A Story which would paralyze greater men,
Filled with loves white and pain's black.
Black & white unlike her painting, the colors it lacks.
Eying me, In the end she said,
"Void ... That's what I am , trust seems too far-fetched.
Though my vision is gray emptiness,
Solace I seek in these colors,
For with this colors ,hope will lead me to heavens.
Suppressing my Lust, I walked towards Destiny.
Leaving the girl in hands of faith.
I wanted to be there & do more than console,
But I knew she would kill me,
calling me a perverted asshole.
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