My Crush

A flower in full bloom,

And on it,the glaze of Full Moon.

Such an elegance,

Oh You! A poetry in motion,

And a work of Art.

How would I say,

A girl this perfect I never knew.

With a pure heart,and a pretty smile,

You're funny,and you've got style.

What you don't have I don't have a clue.

I looked for a friend,

One that could last.

And then you came, quite queerly,

Being acquaintances, then being friends.

My silly jokes, you did tolerate,

And replies to them,

I'd ne'er forget.

No complain, no demand.

A girl like you, If I could,

Keep in my remand.

I swear it will stay that way

Until the very end.

So we can both have someone,

Especially Me,

Whom I could talk complete nonsense,

And don't ever let that end.

The First Proposal

This is the story of a clueless man,

Who forgot how to love and dance.

Then it came You!!

I talked of everything.

Even when I cooked,

Even when I was low.

If I had only one wish to be fulfilled,

I would like to be with you,my chill

No good to what he did I can make,

But believe me for God's sake.

No courting,no proposal I ever made,

The first one goes for You.

If I found life seven times,will be with You.

I love you <3

An Ode To The School

                                                     

                                        Remember your sad face on the first Day?

                                        Whole new faces and an absurd teacher.

                                         Beginning the day with the assemble,

                                         And then the dreadful journey to the class.

                                     

                                         Making new friends, 

                                         In a home away from home.

                                         Your first crush,

                                         Her turquoise eyes,her smile so tender.

                                         After the school,

                                         An inadvertent encounter with her.

                                         With a bag on her shoulders,

                                         And a brolly in her hand,

                                         Trying to avert from rain. 

                                         How beautiful were those days.

                                          Sitting in the class,toil it all day,

                                          And learning about those Tesla coils all day.

                                          In a moment, all of it was gone.

                                          The Farewell!!Somewhere around in Feb.

                                          With tears in eyes,ceasing to escape.

                                          The photo-session, and a tender goodbye,

                                          with a wistful smile.

                                          I wish those days could've dragged a little longer,

                                          Or I could do it later in my life.

                                          Although those times are gone,

                                          Our smiles will never fade.

                                          We won't forget,

                                           the handprints left,

                                           On the memories we have made.