About two eras ago
When we first met in college.
Both were teens and became friends.
A new bonding started in our life.
I felt a new feeling start blooming in my heart.
How one’s face, his laugh, his words, his eyes became special to me.
I couldn’t sleep the whole night.
Just, I thought about him and asked me again and again.
Is it called love?
First love, first feelings, first touch is exceptional for everyone.
I also went through this phase when I lost my heart for someone.
Then one day, I was waiting for him for a day long
But somehow, he didn’t come.
I felt hurt, cried and then took a pen and wrote down my pity in lines.
Surprisingly, those few lines became my words of heart and formed a poem of love
From then to now, I have been writing poems to recall
All my sweet memories with him in my life.
He was not only my loving one but also my inspiration for writing.
All my poems will remain alive in my love and in the heart of my friends
who were, and are always the well-wishers of my entire life journey.
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Author:
Maya (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: November 18th, 2022 08:58
- Comment from author about the poem: Many poets start writing poetry after falling in love and breaking up their relationship. Love is power, a light of inspiration.
- Category: Love
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Comments3
Wonderful words Maya, it is surprising how we started writing poetry, mine was by an artwork that my daughter had created.
Andy
Thank you Andy❤️
Nice. Love hurts/sucks sometimes. But writing helps you and could help others. That’s what my cousin told me. That’s how I found this place. Let’s keep writing!👍🏽
Thank you.
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