The boy in black 

with the smoldering eyes

With numerous tattoos 

With his own story to tell and a few guns

The boy in black 

With secrets enough to make him drown

With a will to rival the world

With the spirit to take over the world and burn it down.

The girl in red with her blazing eyes

With the dress so heavy it weighs her down

With her own story to tell

The girl in red

With pressure enough to bury her

With pain to rival Acheron

With the crushed spirit of one being sent off to gallows

When the boy crept into the girl's room in stealth

He didn't know what beauty the girl's eyes held 

One look at her and he was a goner

But he didn't know the girl was captive by her father 

Held down and tied up by his desires

Never good enough for him, she sought his approval

The boy taught by his mama to be a real man

Held her hand and showed her life as real as he can

But both of them forgot about the man in grey

Oh, what an anomaly he was,

The sadistic man in grey

He wanted the girl to be his forever 

But somewhere in between 

He forgot she too has desires

Turned mad with fury when he found her with the boy in black

The man in grey took her away from him and sought revenge

And boy, did he get the revenge he wanted 

But, the boy in black, not one to be outshone, shed his layers 

And revealed his one true form

Now, this might be the part 

Where the happy ending comes in

But no, pain was written for them by the Fates

The boy in black was not a weak man, no

And he knew the about the fire in the girl

But when he saw how dim it had become 

He realized, he had to yield for her to glow

The boy left, leaving behind him, a girl who was a mess

She knew she had to become someone who

She should've become a long time ago

But it isn't easy finding your voice when you are convinced you don't have one

But in order to rise, she will find it and and make it her deadly weapon.

Some times, you find the correct people

But at the wrong time

But what is stopping you from finding them again at the right time?...

[Part 2]

The girl in red can now finally breathe

She's free of the suffocating bonds

Given to her by her own blood

She has started a life anew

With the boy in black

With the guns in his hand.

The boy could hardly believe his luck

When he realized that the girl had accepted him as hers

She doesn't know it yet but he,

The boy belongs to her, body and soul,

He loves her deeply than he thought he could

He'll go through the ends of earth

Through heaven and hell

To protect and to see her smile

She lets her walls down slowly

Learning that not all people are the same

Not all are bad

Some exceed your expectations

While some keep on letting them down

They're finally together living in peace

Something which the girl never had

But had always craved

Each moment they spend together

Is cherished and is a blessing

Their story is one to be written amongst the stars

Like one of Romeo Juliet or Paris and Helen

Or like Laila Majnu and Heer Ranjha

They spend their surreal days in each other's embrace

But both are unaware of

The man in the turtleneck

With a shawl over his shoulder

They don't know about the eyes

The man in gray keeps on them

They don't know how much he loves the girl in red

They don't know that he can't see

The difference between love and obsession.

They don't know that he's ready

To tear the world apart

And to bring it to its knees

Just so he can feel what it is to

Love the girl in red

[ To be continued ]

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Hey everyone! I'm back with another poem again :D This one was really a challenge for me to write because it took me over a month to write this down. I had a terrible writers block but here you go! The inspiration behind this is the book "Lut Gaye" by Zinu13. It features Zain and Iman as the boy in black and the girl in red respectively. If you haven't read that book, uhh... what are you even waiting for? Go!!

Ps. I really hope Zinu13 likes it *puppy eyes*
Fingers crossed!
Adios<3