Ears buzzing, eyes twitching,
Legs shaking, hands trembling,
Me, dancing all around in anxiety,
That was me, when I first saw you.
Soul rendered a deep wound,
Heart ached to it, my hands were all over my notebook,
It wrote poetries that day,
That was me, when I first saw you.
My head wandered around thousand thoughts,
My eyes saw right through you,
My whole body shivering with love,
That was me, when you first saw you.
You were so innocent like a child,
You were so perfect like an artist,
You were so, you in your perfect self,
Here I was, lonely and depressed,
That was me, when I first saw you.
Shivering, withering,
Soul suffering, heart aching,
Hands writing poetry on their own,
Mind rendering beautiful imagery,
That was me, when I first saw you.
Deep ridden with loneliness,
Deep into the realms of glory,
Deep stuck in my own constraints,
You freed me from my own prison.
That was me, when I first saw you.
© Ashraf Shaikh
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Songs Of Love
PoetryThere is a time for everything- a time to fall in love, a time to grow, and a time to have a heartbreak. Songs of Love is a poetry collection that encompasses heartbreak, infatuation, and falling in love. These poems are for those who love too deepl...
