Winking through the windows of lust
I often eye on the beauties
They do lure my dopamine though
Still my mind manage to restrict those naughty thoughts
By Injecting the hormone of guilt
So deeply inside my core
Which never miss a single chance
To puncture my heart once more
Oozing out the blood of regret mercilessly
To make me feel devasted again and again
Feelings turned history
Absorbing the air of change
But still they hunt me
Like nightmare does to sleep
Still they ask me
Like vivas do to practicals
Instead of punishing me for my fault
They do adore me still
Instead of hate
They do sprinkle liquid of love
Still I wink through that window
In order to quench my hidden thirst
Still I repent again and again
But I repeat those mistakes
Don't know why
Still confused and arrested
I do wink aimlessly..............