Vaibhav sagar

Rookie - 145 Points (24-031995 / Jamshedpur)

Girl On The Bus - Poem by Vaibhav sagar

One day
While i was on the way
i was on the bus
a pleasant morning
Enough to fall in love
after a stop
A pretty girl raided
Oh she was pretty
now in front of my seat
Her curly but long hair
Big eyes enough to dive
And rounded face
Yes pretty she was
i pouched out my phone
Trying to attract her
then i whistled oh god
What was i doing
She smiled at me
I was struggling myself
To talk to her
And after three stop
I don't know how i gained
That power to talk
Over hesitation
But what was that
She was climbing down
From that bus
And i followed her
And surprised to see
She was quarreling
With bus ticket checker
To refund her
Rest of the money
i turned to my seat
Thinking about
The beauty of face
The beauty of mind.Whistled

Topic(s) of this poem: beauty, face, friend, hair, lips, love, mind, morning

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Poem Submitted: Monday, February 1, 2016

Poem Edited: Monday, February 1, 2016

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