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My First Love

My First Love : I picked the pen in my hand and move back in my past. Sunsets gathers clouds to the horizons. But the sky Above is clear And cold The stars a songless scattering. The brimming moon’s a platter of white jade. It could not be more present; This night This place This lit up rim. But time’s already turning on its curve- Next year bright moon is hidden in its shade. You will Always love your First love . They will Always be in Your Heart. Now that’s a promise of Always and Forever. No matter how badly they hurt you . No matter how much pain and tears they put you through. You will always love them If you donot care for them It means they were not your first love. Em not broken,alone,damaged and melancholic. I am tried of always being an option. I deserve to be someone’s first choice,not second best. Only my saying is that ‘’choose me or lose me” I am not a backup plan and definitely not a second choice. My first love gave me hope,love ,care, true respect,sincerity & trust with in my own deep personality that maintain my dignity And give power to my pure heart and soul. By Aliza Kashmala Kiran

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017




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Date: 8/19/2017 11:53:00 AM
Such a beautidul poem, I like your imaginations and feelings, yeah it s truth that you remember your first love throughout your life, no matter if he/she even betrays you, it s been 30 years, my father was in University and he got his first love, even now he remembers her although she betrays him, don t worry, everyone has their soul mate written even before we come to this world and you ll eventually meet him/her
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Date: 8/18/2017 9:32:00 AM
Very nice poem Aliza!:) Well done! Be blessed!:) D.
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