By
Prachi Jha in
Poetry |
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Memories flashed as I closed my eyes,
That fourth bench of the lecture hall
All but by a chance, you sat beside
We had a glance, and realised
You so shy, me such a git
How could a story, ever apply?
You thought it was your last
I knew my first.. The lecture
Of a subject I loved,
But you Read More...
Published on Apr 1,2020 03:29 PM
By
Prachi Jha in
Poetry |
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With a pen in her hand, and a tear in her eye
She lay on the grass, his memories inside
The wind blew again, took her back in time
In the museum they met, it's quite a while
I looked up to see, him staring at me
We had a glance, which could never suffice
Knew there was something, by the way h Read More...
Published on Apr 1,2020 03:26 PM
