i love a boy
who is very shy
whenever he meets me, he says 'bye'
my heart and soul together intents me that he loves me
as my eyes always sees him writing something beneath a tree
when i try to look into his eyes, he keeps his eyes down
then i am unable to see his eyes which is golden brown
i couldn; t see my image in his eye
at that time, i wish, i could fly
and lost away from this world
where your emotions are not sold
one day i was sitting numb inside the class
that guy came with a red flower and blushly proposed this lass
i pinched myself, ya it wasn't a dream,
i was so happy, i gave al ow pitched scream
he hugged, he didn't feel shy
and at that time, i wish i could fly
with that confident guy
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A good start with a nice poem, Anushree. You may like to read my poem, Love And Lust. Thank you.