First Day & First crush

It’s that moment when one has that kind of feeling,

The head is spinning and the floor is reeling…

But I gotta go and have to face it …

A corner of me is super excited … anxiety and joy hand in hand

I walk to confront a new day …  So I park my bike on the stand…

As I look around I fish for a face I know …

A sea of new comers is all around me spread like snow…

I pick up my two feet and pin up a small smile …

The walls tell me … Welcome my boy … we’ll walk along a mile…

So chin up and shoulders straight on …

I walk into the by lanes as the Sun dawns …

I like the spring in my feet as I feel the excitement grow…

Oh gosh dark nervous clouds loom on me… I hope it doesn’t show…

Before I step into the room I pray for a brief second

The ambience makes my imagination fecund…

Okay now is the time I so was looking forward to …

As I climb up a few steps, an empty seat, and sit I do…

I take a deep breath and pretend to be busy as I can see a few eyes on me…

They chatter around and whisper … giggles too…  oh all feasts on me, be it he or she…

I smile for a while hiding what I feel …

And then I see a face kind and sweet …  a quiet squeal …

The dark nervous clouds vanish…

Maybe my first day is not that bad a deal…

She was quite a steal…

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A Vagabond & A Beauty

He was a vagabond, a wanderer at heart,

She was beautiful and in chains.

He was strong … She was insecure.

As they stray away with no love in sight…

She breaks her chains and he holds her hand…

They pass through mountains and swim over oceans,

Holding a straw in their hands …

A habit which slowly changes into love but time keeps them apart.

Destiny tries them over and over again…

They build an anchor and spread their wings…

Birds come and make their nest straw by straw.

He proves his love every day and confines himself…

She looks for shelter on shaky grounds.

Her asking eyes ask the same question everyday…

He stops them each time in every way…

If only she would trust him…

If only he could take her along…

He stands up and grows …

As he knows sky is the limit…

She prays and holds her nest with both her hands…

Time passes and love gets entangled in the cobwebs of life…

He still stands and she still prays…

Many a decades later…

He is still a vagabond… She is still insecure…

Now both are chained…

Should I say in Love…!!!