First Love... Poem by kunjubi varghese

Flowing and swirling

Like a stream

Showering and flurrying

Like an incessant rain,

Like you have fondled

The reminiscences.

Our first love, embellished

With the fragrance

Of the soul, filling

Everything, inside the mind.


Like water blotted

By the sponge,

The clouds of desolation

Linger up above,

For writing the shadow of

Moonlight on blossoms.

You brighten up in my

Heart, by building up

Moments of strain and tension,

Revealing yourself,

As my soul mate, in this birth.