By Vaishnavi
I still remember,
It was almost end of the day.
That bright yellow ball turning orange
And people gazing it with huge cray.
When sitting in a corner,
A sudden fresh air ran over my quite visage.
There he came and sat beside me
As, in scribbled books he was searching a blank page.
A boy with curly hairs, browneyes,
Medium skin tone and a sweet smile.
Said "Hey" with the eyebrow flash,
I found a friendly stranger for a while.
We introduced ourselves to each other
and completely passed over our loneliness.
His words were making me feel comfortable,
As if he sorted out my mind-mess.
It was a very peaceful dusk,
When we complemented each other.
He made me laugh constantly,
I thank there was no one to bother.
The moment was so pleasant
that it got me unaware of crowd.
Unfortunately I realised it got dark,
When he asked to leave if I allowed.
I asked promise to unite again,
To reenjoy this company soon.
He simply gave a soft smile,
Said "Bye" ignoring my question like loon.
Few days went like months,
Then I went to his address.
But found latch outside the door,
With a dusty letter neglected as useless.
My eyes went full of tears,
When I read the whole note.
They were his last words,
Before resting in white coffin coat.
"This orphan boy is sorry to raise your hopes,
We won't link up after this night.
Just wanted to spend last day on earth,
With my untold 3yrs love at first sight"
By Vaishnavi
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