First crush

It was my last day,

And perhaps his first.

As Just as I saw him,

Mystical feelings rushed.

His Saintly smile did me a trick,

So as his silence failed all unjust.

With his walk smooth and sober,

Everyone in the room shushed.

Not enough to look at him was,

Secretly, in my sleeves I blushed.

He gave me reason to cheer.

When my dreams came to rust.

Alas, the class was up in no time,

Which left my hope crushed.

Out of the room, I walked slowly,

With his face in my memory cuffed.

My heart could be broken,

If it were but a worldly thirst.

But with a glimpse of the stranger,

Could I enjoy the happiness I must.

Boarding the metro I played music

The moment appeared so chuffed.

Summer breeze turned unusually pleasant,

With a tingling sensation it would encrust.

Tapped in a new restaurant was me, a girl

dining alone was never whose interest.

But with a wish to celebrate the day,

I had eagerly ordered cheese burst.

No exchange of words I ever had with him,

Nor a communication link ever he  touched.

But it now makes no sense at all,

In the nightly dreams, since we hugged.

Carrying a blurred vision of his looks,

For his name on facebook I surfed.

I reminded him of the meeting,

And his click made my request served.

It has been seven years,

For not a single topic discussed.

Buried in my secret memory,

My little crush would go snuffed.

There’s a need to tell who you love,

What part of your life they engulfed.

Lest life ends in no time,

Leaving behind words unheard.

So I called him one night,

To tell him about the day I loved.

He thanked me with a smile,

And life moved on with a new thrust.

Bharti Jain
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