First Sight
You stood where you stood,
Unassuming, unaware,
I stood where i did,
In a helpless stare.
Then the forces that be conspired,
The sun grew bolder,
The breeze retired.
The raven curtain was finally drawn,
How i wish i could go on.
With words i have always had a way,
To my tune i could always make them sway,
Till the innocence beaming from those eyes impaled me,
It was the first time my beloved words failed me.
Copyright © Shiven Mahajan | Year Posted 2017
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