I was with my friends on a evening cool,
looking at the girls on their way from school.
It was the job that most boys get engaged in
as they get ready for their adolescent age sin.
Lot of girls like flock of clouds passed by,
But all I felt was just a sad sigh.
Most of them were beautiful and good looking,
But none of them made my heart go kicking.
I was about to leave that place bored,
mockery from my friends was all I heard.
'Dude you wont find here one of your angels
like those coming in stupid fairy tales'
'He is looking for what a Bora, Sara or Dora? ' another said.
'That barbie looking heroine in David Copperfield'
Suddenly I heard a bicycle bell
and all their scoffings came to a stand still.
Vexedly and leisurely did I turn around,
immediately I felt my feet off the ground.
An angel clad in half saree, gentle green -
If that beautiful, a girl had ever been?
Her eyes were lovely, dark and deep
my heart was jumping, bounds and leap.
Her hair was tidy, combed in plait,
on either side of her shoulders bright.
Her nose was perfect, sharp and cute,
my heart then just skipped a beat.
Her body slim, delicate and doll-like
Her lips seemed like a cherry over a fresh-cream cake.
She rang once again her bicycle bell
taking away from me forcefully that
heavenly moment, leaving me startled.
She smiled gently like a breeze - making oxygen
escape my lungs, with a deep breathe.
'Excuse me' was all with a soft voice she said,
I moved away from her path like almost half dead.
Oh in that mo, I fell in love.
fatally struck by an arrow from cupids bow.
It was a love at first sight,
From then my life had never been right.
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