Fair skin, lean look, and a casual gait,
My first crush walked in through the college gate.
Love knew no boundaries, I knew this for sure,
But all I wanted was to glance him a little bit more.
We often crashed near the main corridor,
His absence made the world around me so bore.
The responses he gave were so very positive,
But very often, my foolish crush, landed on the verge of becoming so talkative.
I remember the day we first held hands,
The effect was nothing, but just that my heart sang.
It sang, yes it sang the song of love,
And the only bird I did visualize in him was a dove.
Once I slipped and landed in his comforting arms,
Oh my God, the smile he gave had the world's best charms.
Days went and nights passed by,
Things changed, and i know the answer for the why.
His best friend has become my love today,
Should I go back in the past and hold his hand!
No way.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
'CRUSH-PHENOMENON'...be bold '...Should I go back in the past and hold his hand! ...' adore first fruit..why shy...nice emotive stuff...tenner....Regards ~ niv PS Please comment on my poem 'I Want To Be Raped' [14 words poetry]...PH banned it ultimately gave in. n ..