My first love

I love a girl from more than twelve years,

When I was in class four,

I had first time seen her,

She was the new girl of our class,

From very first day I sat with her,

With time we became close friend,

And always hanged out together. . .

After passing out primary,

We separated in high school,

I missed her a lot,

I always attracted toward her,

But it took lots of time to realized that actually I love her . . .

By luck we together read in same college,

Although our classes were different,

Still I was happy to get chance to see her . . .

I waited for her outside college,

following her everywhere,

Only to see her . . .

I though many time to purpose her,

But I couldn’t get a perfect chance,

I couldn’t dare,

I thought I’d have three years in our graduation,

to get her love,

to purpose her…

But nothing happen according to my expectation,

At graduation she moved somewhere with her family,

Without saying even bye to me,

I again became alone,

I decided that after graduation I’d search her,

And purpose her…

Three year passed, I became a graduate,

Trying to find her every possible place,

But couldn’t get any clue of her,

I was depressed a lot,

Always sinking with her memory and love…

One more years passed like this,

One day I saw a friendship request in a social network,

She was founding me,

I was happy;

I thought this time I’d get back my love..

I accepted her friendship request,

We messaged a lot,

laughed by saying each other some stupid joke,

And at last we exchanged our phone number…

She called me after two days,

And said she was going to marry someone else,

I said her congratulation,

After controlling over my emoting and tear…

Maybe she never known that I love her,

Without her knowledge she broke my heart,

She was my first love to whom I couldn’t ever purpose….


Love and break up

You broke up with me,

when I’s needing your help and support,

Made me a failure in both profession and personal front,

Leaving me with tearful eyes and pain and suffer.

Few months passed with your bitterly memory,

To adjust my mind and move forward in life,

Few years passed to gather some new courage,

Now I stand again, dream again
And get some success,

With lots of failure you can say…

But the problem is,

I can’t forget,

The back stabbing of you and your face . . .

Be my valentine

You know perfectly that I love you from many days,

Your eyes show that you also have something for me,

But you behaving like a kid at our every meeting,

You accept my rose,

my gift

and sometime my naughty kiss,

Still you need some time to think,

Take your time I have no problem on that,

But please don’t say no

and don’t kill my heart….


The sky was clean and beautiful,

You were over the terrace,

Wind was blowing from south pleasantly and playing with your hair,

You were adjusting your hair by your fingers

blushing & putting it behind your ear,

Glancing toward me by corner of your eyes,

Acting like, you had no idea why I’s staring at you.

But you couldn’t control over your expression,

Your mouth became oval shapes after seeing me,

And your eyes told me that you were attracted toward me,

And you were in love . . .

Two side of love

Words are not sufficient to express any love story,

The feeling between two people is much more complicated,

Which no one could portrait it on pen and paper.

If any writer can try up to one fourth,

also get easily the award of man booker…

Love is a medicine which gives energy to a man,

Motivate a man to do something in life,

But don’t forget,

love is a poison which can kill someone’s heart.

The memory of love

Love is like a rainbow,

Which appears in sky for a little time . . .

Beautiful with some extraordinary feeling,

but disappear without any warning .

Still it’s the most colorful and amazing moment of a man’s life.

A man always remembers his love and those moment forever,

And describes the story of his love in front of friends just like a great writer…

The girl with broken heart

I follow behind you,

like a dog follows behind its master,

For me its my love,

But for your point of view I’m an idiot . . .

I dream to spend my whole life with you,

I pray to God to get your love,

But for you I’m just another boy,

Who lost in your beauty, and just a crush . . .

You just want to keep me blind,

so you show yourself as caring and kind,

you want to keep me in illusion of your beauty,

But for me, your happiness is my duty . . .

Someone had broken your heart before few years,

Failure in love was made you a monster,

Take revenge from men became your mission,

play with hearts is your only intention . . .