I stand by window pane,
Looking down at the lonely lane.
I notice a dark vague image,
Suddenly, I feel an internal scrimmage.
A devil in god’s disguise,
And how I fall in love, with those mischievous black eyes.
Abruptly, I sensed a pang in my heart,
The traitor was once again playing his part.
Collecting myself with courage, I drew the curtain,
But my mind was still uncertain.
This my entry for Limerick Poetry Challenge