The First

The first day at school,
saw her at the back of the classroom,
playing with her hair.
seizing the moment I knew,
angels got to be true.

A little over few feet,
had to learn A, B, C;
Having no idea whether heart was in left or right,
lost it before I realized,
never felt so light,
may be it was love at first sight.


It had to be real
because my attendance was pretty high
weekends made me cry,
maybe it was the sun or her smile
but Mondays were so bright.


I was always shy,
never got the courage to walk up to her and say hi,
fooled around to get her attention,
resulted in my detention,
I was fine standing out of the class,
at-least made her laugh. 

Years passed had no chance,
was about to be a teen,
thought it was never meant to be,
but suddenly one day.
things turned my way
couldn't be more please
 it was the best treat
when she came and sat next to me.

Soul uplifted but frozen,
 had a mind full of questions but none to speak, 
it was so hard to breathe
finally, let go all my fears
asked what's written on the board it's not clear,
faking a poor sight,
it's the first bench she replied,
but helped me write,
she was so kind and near,
I was about to shed a tear;
The bell rang it was lunch time,
we shared a bite, an absolute delight
by the day end, we were friends.

I am twenty-one and a little over now

she is still a friend and way closer somehow

haven't yet told her how I feel,

it's been too long I have to speak

look her into the eyes and make her believe,

that all this is fine,

but she has to be mine.

                                            
                    -Himanshu Narang