love, poetry

The meeting 💕

Nah! I won’t term it as love at first sight.

But surely there were some conspiracies of the sprite.

Or else , me??!!!

Was not a girl to fall in love overnight.

Whistle of the speeding train blended with the silent dark ,

Yoking together of two souls with full spark.

There he stayed all night awake,

Carresing my hair without any break.

He was the bliss of my yesterday’s ache.

That night turned a saga to remember ,

For hundreds of happenings unable to blur.💗

P.S : From the feeling called love.

© Sanchali07wanderer

Image credits: Google.


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