Its Funny How You Just Find Things

Rathna Senthil

It's funny how you just find things.

I lost what I thought my great love was.

Only to find out what great love means.

Every penny we picked

led us to each other.

Who could've thought

that my love hiatus, 

Would end in something

that every romantic sought. 

 

I stood there in the pouring rain.

As the wide-eyed frog gawked in vain

As you mustered up your courage

To set ablaze a twin flame

No rain could ever tame.

 

We stood there in the train station 

beneath the yellow umbrella,

As the drizzle sounds filled the silence

And the petrichor swept us away.

We had both found something,

No one has ever had.

 

It's funny how you just find things.

 

  • Author: Rathna Senthil (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 2nd, 2023 02:50
  • Comment from author about the poem: This is the first poem I've ever written - inspired by the Ted and Tracy love story from the TV show How I Met Your Mother. The whole show is about Ted's perspective of the story. This is my idea of Tracy looking back at the night she met Ted.
  • Category: Love
  • Views: 6
  • Users favorite of this poem: L. B. Mek
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  • L. B. Mek

    (a wonderful read, thanks for sharing)
    it just takes a second
    a look-back - glimpse
    a meeting of eyes
    a tender brush of lips
    and every frog
    is left feeling like a prince
    ready to worship, his Queen..
    (ermm
    or a King
    or a Queen and a Queen
    or erm
    a King and a King
    and erm whatever
    pond combination
    I might have missed
    in between..)
    lol
    (covering my basis, never
    I am not petrified of the PC
    tyranny.. not very, at least..)



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