The Blog Of Dysfunction

It was her smile,
and I knew,
she was looking at me
I checked myself,
my hair was in place,
the sun shone in my shoes,
I was doing good.
Our eyes met,
She blushed.
Her eyes sparkled,
on seeing me.
Am I lucky or what?

The shy girl looked down,
I follwed suit.
Her innocent face…ohh..
Now she was looking at me!!
I took a step forward.

She waved a Hi,
I waved too. Twice.
Somebody behind me moved.
She walked away with him.
She no longer seemed innocent.

jamshed v rajan

Lifted form the poetry site of Jammy, a friend from the chennai bloggers meet.