a Love!!

Pink petals picking, pink flowers.

Oh! Her palms, he saw.

Flawless face with cherry crescent-

By the river side, all mornings.

Beside a tree, he-

Hid to watch.

A vintage touch he felt,

In his heart and brain.

She smiled with her girls,

Twirled her scarf,

Smelled the flowers, gazed sky,

But never him.

She dint see-

He dint mind!

For him, gaping is all fine.

Gawking, he never realized.

The clock struck ‘time’,

He is by the tree side.

Flower, leaf, ribbon-

All that she once had, is his now!

That morning, went in vain.

Past few days in deep pain,

The next day, he again stood.

By then,

His eyes did not meet those pink flowers.

His shoulder did!

have a nice day!