This poem is written for Poetry 101 Rehab: Smoke
They catch in a glimpse,
Soak me and rinse,
Blissful mild start,
After effects to heart,
Beats of rhythm raga,
Freezes my saga,
I misplace myself,
Speculating and probing,
“Why me?”
That one sure thing,
Binds me in a ring,
I am scared to stare and ask,
About,
Your killing,
Smokey Eyes!