Written by Writer Anshika Yadav and Edited by Editor Mrinali Jadhav

The art of eye contact,
Like the two bodies with one soul intact.
One who was willing to get drowned,
While other who just wanted to be found.

Just like that, he watched her soul unfold,
Little did he know, her heart was already icy-cold.
She was feeding him, her alluring lies,
Yet he wanted to touch her soul with his eyes.

The deception in her eyes danced like flames at a bonfire,
Just for him to stare at her and admire.
Their eyes held the prettiest conversation,
Probably only in the glassy castle of their imagination.

The art of eye contact,
Like the two bodies with one soul intact.
She pretended but at last she was the only one who cared,
Perhaps, it was because of their beautiful moment ; once which they shared.

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