The eyes which reflects the deepest of mysteries,
Was around a tour in the abode of darkness,
With full vigour and pride,
Adornd with yellow and black stripe.

The green eyes camouflage the darkest of secrets,
Hiding amongst the bushes glancing at its Target.
His eyes glitters in the moonlit night,
My brush captures the engrossing sight.


The heavens couldn't changes the rules of life,
But my painting can surly immortalize.
Thy charismatic hull forever,
Which would be reminiscence by mankind,
The story of the "Solitary Assain" forever.


© Sujata