Days passed on..
Months passed by,
Seeds sown in heart
Sprouted soon so high.
To be one so great
In your teen heart,
I made all the effort
To set my goal in tact.
You were there in pages
In Weber, Manning n White,
The book thatmade my life
Worse than hell and tight..
From the front blue cover
To its back pages..
I have seen your eyes,
Brows in the edges.
In that coffee brown
Calculus-book-cover,
Your smiles peeped, not
Robert Fuller n Parker.
During Puja nights,
My hostel mates
so worried,
Whose room will attract
More lady guests,
They hurried.
Everyone around me
Was so full,
Full of resources, they had..
I felt me so blank,
And a fool..
My mind had been so void.
I had little to show..
Nothing to share..
Except a loving heart-
None was there to care.
From the front blue cover To its back pages.. I have seen your eyes, Brows in the edges. In that coffee brown Calculus-book-cover, Your smiles peeped, not wow we also saw only her eyes eyes eyes..................
Thanks dear friend for your lovely and kind words...my regards. Subhas
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This is how love manifests itself in poetry. Wonderful poetry.
Thank you poet for your kind and inspiring words of encouragement, as ever... I feel blessed. Regards. Subhas