It was for the first time I saw my classmate with different sight.
Not being a class monitor,
But with lover's eyes.


I thought what kind of feeling I'm getting nowadays,
But whenever I had his glimpse I felt sought of ease.
Always tried to get his attention,
but he ignores me with no expression.


Took down about him every night,
Thinking he's just a folk or special person in my life ?
Even in the deep slumber I would murmured about him.
On asking by my mother,
I would just say "He's just a classmate of mine."


I'd never took courage to express my feelings to him.
School days passed by,
And we disintegrate like confluence separate.
Now, I'm changed,
But I feel jocund, reminiscing about those days.

-------Shivprabhjot❤️