A divine love saga – meeting for first time

 I wonder if I could remember the first day,

First moment, first glimpse of Your meeting me:

If shiny or dull the season, what it may be

Spring or autumn for what I can say.

So fleetingly did it go away.

So oblivious was I to perceive and see,

So sipid to mark the meeting of You and me,

That would not blossom for years and years to go.

If only I could remember it with sense of deja-vu

A day among days! I let it fleetingly go

As traceless as ripples in the water.

It was be just light yet felt so much!

If only I could recall that mesmerising touch,

First touch of Love and Warmth that meant so much. 

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.