Poem The first we met Shubham Ghormode
The first meet
That one flower
waving with the wind,
playing with the tulips
in nights of chill!
Being little being child
how notorious he was?
playing with buddy leaves
about to be the late cause!
Standing in garden
i asked him to come,
1st refused the offer
but then left home!
Happy and busy
only 5 minutes now!
telling my flower
its new owner somehow!
Will you give me to her?
he asked lovingly,
filling the chest
and stopping his breath!
You are yellow
with no right to love,
cried the little flower
'but i too have a heart'
Do you love her?
he asked in a vain,
'she is just a friend! '
i uttered laughing again!
Not being convinced
he kept silence!
i broke that one
crushing like lenses
Having a corner
in someone's mind,
doesn't indicate
the lovefull wind!
'Its close friendship
that lies between us,
not what you think
it just resembles the love! ! '
Flower was happy
it smiled again,
raised his petals and
pointed to the guest! ! !
waving with the wind,
playing with the tulips
in nights of chill!
Being little being child
how notorious he was?
playing with buddy leaves
about to be the late cause!
Standing in garden
i asked him to come,
1st refused the offer
but then left home!
Happy and busy
only 5 minutes now!
telling my flower
its new owner somehow!
Will you give me to her?
he asked lovingly,
filling the chest
and stopping his breath!
You are yellow
with no right to love,
cried the little flower
'but i too have a heart'
Do you love her?
he asked in a vain,
'she is just a friend! '
i uttered laughing again!
Not being convinced
he kept silence!
i broke that one
crushing like lenses
Having a corner
in someone's mind,
doesn't indicate
the lovefull wind!
'Its close friendship
that lies between us,
not what you think
it just resembles the love! ! '
Flower was happy
it smiled again,
raised his petals and
pointed to the guest! ! !
Shubham Ghormode
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