Booked him
The day I understood
And from childhood
I longed
To love you from neighborhood
I looked at shy boy
Who looked like toy?
Very handsome and brilliant
And liked at each moment
I was dreaming his company
But told nobody
Weaved happy dream alone
And remembered each moment that had gone with him
He too exchanged stare
But never dared
To speak and look
But I booked him in my heart
Love story is love story
That takes birth very early
You are remaining silent for its taking place
And always bear smile when you see his face
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Margaret Kowalewska Such beautiful poem, Hamukh.. Beautiful and innocent feelings of sweet hearts.. Thank you for sharing your beautiful poetry [3 :) Image may contain: 1 person Unlike · Reply · 2 · 2 hrs
Teresa Arana Wow beautiful! Hasmukh Mehta. Happy hearts month to you and to your love ones. Like · Reply · 1 · 8 February at 16: 37
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Love story is love story That takes birth very early You are remaining silent for its taking place And always bear smile when you see his face