The First Love Poem by Pallab Chaudhury
The First Love
Who is it- That comes in dreams straight-cut
At night with flying colors right into the heart?
That was a distant past- You came and stood
Stretching the hand in the days of childhood
And left me in teens due to ego, so easily;
I searched for you in youth and found bodily.
Oh! What an illusion- That I never had been;
The same shadow- I often see, now even!
Leaving many colors on the turnings of life
When you stood before me as my lovely wife
The tears which I've tried to hide, turned
In to pearls; Never I'd seen in this world
Such a beautiful face which I openly admit.
Is it first love which comes only at first?
(Dated: 19-06-2018 and 14-08-2018) .
A great flow of sweet emotions full of simplicity and innocence! ! (10++) .
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4/26/2024 12:26:51 PM # 1.0.0.1119
...Stretching the hand in the days of childhood, And left me in teens due to ego, ... the truth exposed philosophically so easily, really appreciate the poet's simplicity. Well done. Thanks.
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