-: Love: Unfolding in Layers :-

It was another day waiting at the bus stop,

People came by and buses stopped;

But she remained still, waiting for her heartthrob,

Amid the sounds of silence; her thoughts clogged!


It’s been a while since they saw each other,

She was scared for her unknown relation to wither;

Still capsized in hope, she waited then and there,

Until he came flashing his personifying glare!


Seeing him coming, she smiled in ecstasy,

It was like a dream turning into reality;

Until that boy stopped at a distance,

Only to see her in a strange reluctance!


What she saw, she couldn’t believe,

Failed to find a reason to perceive;

That boy hugged a girl in a blue tee,

And she thought, they are the lovers’ wannabe!


She cursed herself for not conveying her feelings,

And thought if her incisions had any healing;

But she stood composed and smiled in mourning,

And took the next bus, not knowing where it’s going!


Locked herself in room for days in and days out,

Days after, saw that boy from the window of her house;

As if his glance served as bait and tied her to hook,

Their eyes met, reading each other like a book!


Many questions were asked through that staring glance,

Boy was concerned on her absence from the bus stand;

Girl answered that her life had lost direction, unlike she sought,

Boy said; that girl was just a friend and not what she thought!


She cried with tear in an eye and smiled with another,

Thought how foolish she was to unnecessarily bother;

Indeed this was the day that was unfolding in layers,

Reality was stepping out from the dreams, right here!


Another day was waiting for a brand new start,

As she ran towards him holding her heart;

Came close to him and kissed with compassion,

He returned the favor as they locked in passion!!

Author: Rohit Pandey

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21 thoughts on “-: Love: Unfolding in Layers :-

  1. I read your poem,,, , beautiful, filled with inocent passion. When young and in love
    The word love is not easily understood Our emotions goes in to overdrive. When I was a teenager I fell in love with the first person I met, but my life was filled with
    Unhappiness and tears.,,, Then I found real and true love,,, my heart was happy.
    I love your writing, ,, god bless.

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    1. I am overwhelmed by your lovely comment. I am glad that you liked my poem! 🙂
      As we grow in age and experience, our point of view towards love also changes as we witness may ups and down. But, what’s important is that we find true love for ourselves and stay true towards our love! God Bless 🙂


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