You Have Sad Eyes.

By Aashka Parashar

You have sad eyes. Like you've known tragedy very intimately, like it

used to reside in your eyes, like it's gone now but your eyes aren't

ready to believe. Like you had your home demolished in front of

them, like you were so close to having your 'forever' but it was seized

in a blink of an eye.

You have sad eyes. Like an eclipse before an apocalypse, like the

beauty which destroys the moment you appreciate it, like the bubble

of mist on a tiny leaf which bursts from the first ray of sunlight. You

have sad eyes. Like an ocean drowned and killed itself in them, like

the last sunset before the world was ending painted them with its

parting colours, like the reflection of your past life's lover. You have

sad eyes, like the soft, brown Earth I wish to be cremated in.

By Aashka Parashar