At the first day,
He was as shining as the sun in may.
He looked so innocent,
Like the sweet shining moon in crescent,
Initially, He spoke nothing,
With time he said everything.
He seemed sweet and humble,
That what made the emotions, jumble.
They spoke for hours together,
And nothing to bother.
A day latter,
They meet for coffee,
Which become a conversational toffee.
However it didn't seem enough,
So moved for dinner for more,
The more it gets merrier.
And leaves them by heart richer.
Time to get back home,
Although there is some,
yet crave for more.
The light of Moon,
Is shining emotions bright
They meet again,
Although an hour later it began,
Endless conversations,
And much more attraction.
They seen a play “The Guy Thing”
So emotions in heart started to ring.
Some where later,
On the way to dinner for better,
He puts it ear phones,
And hurts his friends Emotions to cone.
‘How can you get bored so soon with me?’
‘It is nothing like that you see.’
‘I’m removing out,
So you don’t need to shout.’
Sweet as wine,
They both dine.
Moments reveal,
Being jovial,
The eyes look in to eyes,
One shies,
And other admiringly cries.
But something is noticed in this eyes,
That there are a few lies.
Then Romance becomes silent,
Is it something to frighten!
The dinner is done,
And they both turn,
To walk down the lane,
Which is moon lit sane.
Some emotions are out,
On a one side there is drought,
Filled with crowd
On the other there is greenery,
Filled with solitude in scenery.
One can’t leave his crowd,
The other one can’t leave his solitude.
All they need is love.
But the problem is what love is in this age!
Is it a wonderful bird as possession in a cage?
Or is it a free bird, flying against hard hitting wind?
Two days of friendship,
A day of love,
Moments of despair,
Thoughts and memoirs,
Ask me ??????????????
Innumerable questions.
Why he didn’t turn back? Why was it so hard to come out of his arms? Why I thought, he would message me? And why did I still think of him so much?
