I sat on a window seat of a Bus
Gazing at the people boarding in a rush
Round face with puffy cheeks of the color of the evening Sun
Little red lips and eyes of marble and I knew she was the ‘One’
Of all the men in the Bus, She saw me, only me
I realized our hearts beat together in harmony
Notwithstanding the force of love, she came near
My heart races contemplating the first words to tell my Dear
But she spoke first in a lovely little voice
This is a ladies’ seat
P.S
Looks like she is not the One after all
We want different things in life
I – A love, She – A place to sit.
Very nicely put, the wrking of our heart and minds :D
ReplyDeleteLoved your play of words.
ReplyDeleteWhat you're saying is completely true. I know that everybody must say the same thing, but I just think that you put it in a way that everyone can understand. I'm sure you'll reach so many people with what you've got to say.
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