His eyes were blue as the ocean,
Not blue as the Indian ocean-
But blue and deep as the Pacific ocean.
It struck my cold heart as a thunderbolt,
As if falling in love was a delightful revolt.
Alas! the spell was broken by the Officer on duty,
I was rescued and gifted second life.
My heart was flooded with emotions just as the street,
Amidst the adversity I relished some sweet treat.
- Pallavi Rajput
Author of The Fire of the Butterfly