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First Love
The ways she passed
bridge of my memory,
I lost my way out of the senses.
The lights of courage in me was diminished,
Flaunted by the winds of first love.
Her gaze of glitters stared at me,
Like she holds secrecy of wings.
A breath that dissolved in me,
felt like a fragrance of undiscovered life.
I hated being intimated by
my own thoughts,
But it does happen to me,
Like a life that was not the same ever since.
She might have seen me,
maybe a glimpse of me,
could it be a never-ending gaze ??
Could it be something else
that I might have done ??
But in that moment of love,
maybe, was a love that loses to win.
#indianbard #love #romance
bridge of my memory,
I lost my way out of the senses.
The lights of courage in me was diminished,
Flaunted by the winds of first love.
Her gaze of glitters stared at me,
Like she holds secrecy of wings.
A breath that dissolved in me,
felt like a fragrance of undiscovered life.
I hated being intimated by
my own thoughts,
But it does happen to me,
Like a life that was not the same ever since.
She might have seen me,
maybe a glimpse of me,
could it be a never-ending gaze ??
Could it be something else
that I might have done ??
But in that moment of love,
maybe, was a love that loses to win.
#indianbard #love #romance
