At fourteen I was just too ill at ease,
Tall for my age, boys would constantly tease…
They would snigger, and say here comes giraffe
I wished like Alice, I could shrink, as they laughed.
At a distance I saw a handsome new comer,
Glance at those boys with kind of displeasure.
Briefly our eyes met, and I felt he said,
I am here you really need not be afraid…
To my surprise, in the chemistry lab,
I discovered we had been paired.
Clumsily we tried to study our salts
There was some commotion in my heart…
Gradually we started to walk to school,
At times go for a swim to the near by pool.
One day he showed up at my door,
And self consciously asked for a favour.
Could I help him with homework,
As alone he found it hard to focus.
As soon as we were alone our eyes met,
He wanted to say something, but was hesitant.
Awkwardly he pulled me and planted a kiss
Before I could avert my face, on my lips.
After he left, I felt a kind of liquid heat
And blood travel up to my cheeks…
I felt warm and I think I blushed
Could it be I had my first crush?
Just then my naughty younger sister came
And said you look silly smiling to yourself.
a chnace smile/a stolen kiss...many more firsts remain forever secure within several layers!
Mamta, it only had to happen once, for you to recall a special moment from your past. First kiss, has now become a lovely poem for us all to enjoy. Giraffe's! ! now they are my favourite creature, 'beanpole neck, head perched high, huge brown eyes with lashes long, a mouth with curling toungue, a face a human one that smiles and smiles. Bob
I felt warm and I think I blushed Could it be I had my first crush? Rachel Ann Butler
How charming this poem is, a fourteen year old girl longing for her first love, thanks for this, 10 Lynda xx
This 43 years old love story still sizzles.........wonderful nostalgia....you filled us with
lolzzzzzzzz..........hehe..........well penned mam......suerly...i must be looking silly too now
Adequate 'common salt' in this 'spicy' chemistry lab recipe... most readers would sport similar silly smiles on reading this piece, Mamta...me for one, for sure...10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Oh what an ammmmmmmazing poem! Half an hour before landed from aircraft in Dhaka for a short period. just open laptop to log in poem hunter and this is first comment on the way to home. This is a greeeeeen poem! I am glad just now reading this fine piece! 10+++++