The girl on the swing.

..wondering about her first crush

Swinging high towards the dreams of the first love

eagerly to know the beginning,

how it is, to be loved.

When the eyes meet. To Search in them for everything she ever wanted.

 

Unknown senses wakening

in the arms of desire.

She wondered if he felt It ..If he ever read her mind,

to know how deeply she loved him.

 

It’s like chasing the sun; she sighed.

Swaying to and fro on a barren object,

feeling far and far away

From her dream, desire and Herself.

 

The swing stood still. As she walked away,

Towards a note of ‘what if ..not’.

Vacuuming her heart, to feel the weight of emptiness.

 -The melancholy girl.

Reviews

[JENY]

Wow…
Very realistic…
Each girl goes through…
Such.. first love and its crush….
Very apt choice of words…
To depict the unavoidable dilemma….of girlhood….
Loved it…

[Ed Hart]

a sweet sentiment; a whisper of hope on the horizon