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muizz 5d
When our paths first crossed,
I thought you disdained me,
As every day, greetings flew,
You remained quiet,
No salutation to me.

Status changed, now we’re classmate,
sitting in the same class,
learning the same things,
when voices roam,
there’s one stay quiet to me,
after a while, that one spokes to me,
that one is you, and
I caught a glimpse of kindness in your eyes.

Weeks into months, we've grown close,
Like kindred spirits bound by trust,
You confessed my presence lights your day,
Even mimicking my gentle curve in writing,
A tender touch to my heart, sweet soul.

Now the sands of time are flowing,
just a few months left to go,
we should’ve been closer earlier,
a thorn in my heart, this feeling of -
regret.
A boy and I met many times in school. Most students greeted me, but he didn’t. I thought he hated me because I was popular. When we became classmates, he took time to start talking to me. We then became very close, but I had to transfer to a science school. Therefore, we only have a short time to spend.

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We're not classmates anymore,
But schoolmates.
I have always wondered if I'll have feelings for someone new who is my classmate,
Since we won't always see each other at this rate.
I have this classmate that could be a good candidate,
Tall, cute and fair.
I asked myself, "could this be it?"
But I didn't have any feelings yet.
Dismissal, it was eight past three,
I saw you sitting near the gate.
I got nervous, is this fate?
You looked at me, pointed and smiled.
I missed that, isn't this great?
It felt like you answered my question ealier.
Looks like you'll still be stuck here in my heart and no one else,
But we'll see.
The new classmate was really tall, I thought he isn't that bad but when I went outside I saw my bunnyyy and gosh. My heart.

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