It was our first sight through the poems,
where our hearts started to roam around passing through each and every corner of the room of poems.
With many twists and turns that made
our days to gloom.
Yet, there's a hope that there would be a day where our hearts could eventually bloom!
With many consequences that you faced,
made my days to pass on with no space.
You vanished away like a shooting star,
where I perceived that now you are too far.
And eventually my heart started whispering to itself,
"Am I going to see you again?"

© Kanthi Tilak