Bright eyes ate away Bright was her eyes Brown and hip Arose, she did Look at the table Half a bottle of red, still to drink Leftover of a bon meal! Look at her pet It ate Like her master Body of her lover, comatose and asleep. Bright eyes at me deep Gnawed me till I bleed. Still host as I am, do whatever you please. Call me kushal poddar, if you like .advocate by profession .poet by obsession.
