The Kajal
The Kajal
The kajal in her eyes
Speaks her happiness
She completes her make-up
With a fine line of kajal
She applied it on her wedding
And they praised her eyes
She applied it on her first night
And he turned mad on her beauty
She kept it in her hand purse
Wherever she went
Never forget to wear
As it complete her as a woman
Now she is tired..
Tired of her own guilt
But never forget to wear kajal
As she never forget her beauty
Today he demanded her to wear
The most beautiful treasure
The kajal of her life
Because he wanted to see
The colours of her tears.
When he tangles her to death
And she applied once more
The kajal
As she wants him to be happy forever..