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Rahul Raj Apr 2018
Experienced it when I was eighteen
Jane her name is
But she not the first bee to come needle my heart
Annie, my first love
I hit her on the fourteenth
But she being carved by another

Drained rest of my days bawling
But had to let her go
Everything now footing away
Felt everyone mocking
But many friends I grew
And Jane among them

Soon best friends we were
Never have I been so close to any female species
Annie’s break made me hate girls
Never a girls beam knocked me .
It was warmth first
Then something delightful

Became more closer than ever
And then it was love I realised
Poured my love again
But she turned away the jar

Never talked since
It is same class we read
But strangers we performed
Three years done with
My love for her sprouting big
I clasped her love for me within
Reckoned it from her stare

Our college coming to foot
She sliding away from me
Now time for me to spin my luck again
I pushed myself and put my eyes on hers
Promised never to fracture the stare
I said , It is her love I desired
And I may not be the man of her sky
But will remain in love with her until she flames my heart
As my heart is snow that only she can melt

And that is all it took
She grinned
Came closer and pressed me solid and kissed
And that is how I got my love

Now I parked myself on my futon chair
In my balcony stretching down my body
And gazing at the stars
Cool breeze punching my face
And she, Jane spreading on me
With her head on my chest counting my beats
Holding my hands tight and both of us smiling for no reason
And this my love
Rahul Raj Apr 2018
I used to think this was the beginning of my story
Memory a strange thing doesn't work how we want it to

A bright sunny day it was
My wife Allie stubborn forever more
Starts my day with a fight
This time no reason but grave

Ours a love marriage
None knew who cared more
But our love both passionate

Four years since we breathe together
Dusk to dawn we quarrel ever since
But this time cold sober
She slammed the door and dashed down sniffing
And I squat and Moan

In the eleventh hour the bell rang
And I freed the door
I faced someone with stupefaction
As it was Allie with a beam
She punched in and kissed

She looked younger and blooming
Like her college days
It is then I realised it was our future I glared
And now the inception of my life

— The End —