Emotional Algebra At Loggerheads Poem by nusrat jahan

I intently looked at him but he avoided my gaze
Least vexed he was as for him it was just a passing phase
For love needs no season but an exchange of eye
That will melt the heart and make the rest vie.

For a couple of days we kept playing hit and miss
Oft I left my window open in an intentional remiss
With the hope that soon he will take a chance to pry
Into the life of the girl who was living nearby.

Anon came a day when the boy came at his terrace
Sadly I was trying my nephew’s outfit that resembled non-ferrous
Neither he smiled nor frowned at my disastrous disposal
Yet I never saw him again on his terrace so couldn't forward my proposal.

Few months passed by since our last encounter took place
I hesitantly moved on and gave up on this one sided chase
But then he from nowhere showed up at my door step with a smile on his face
In a more embarrassing outfit in which he saw me last time, said ‘here, I rest my case’.