A Devil-Eyes Poem by Sujit Manna

I never visualized the colours of a devil-eyes

They can be blue; they can be black also.

In every night, a man leaves a knife at his
Neighbor's house, submerged since his birth

A spring spreads his wings in the middle of their sleeps

A white cat climbs their wall; looks back and forth.
She rubs her legs - leaves

The man finds his neighbor's shadow, leaves all his
Sun-kissed days inside this.

Isn't an envy enough to destroy his own sunshine..?

What does the cat want to portrait?

Why doesn't the spring turn his days to a happy land?

I want to arrive to that place
With a gentle smile on my face.

Though I know, though I know
I am not enough to merge their holy days...