First Love Poem by Dophala boy

First Love



it was the year 2013
when i was in 11th grade
the unexpected girl i had ever seen
but she seemed familiar to me

i gazed at her with little uneasiness
she laughed at me and teased me
that was a signal to me
i smiled back in anticipation

she is the most gorgeous
at least to my eyes
everything was perfect for her
after all, i was in love

thereafter, during every free periods
i loitered around her class
pretending to do something else
but deep down my heart
waiting for my dear
to turn up with her charming face

we grew along
sharing many secrets
her beautiful name
makes me to cherish her even more
and time passed by so swiftly

abruptly, a saw a change in her
she seemed to be lo longer interested in me
she must have found another
her flawless charming face
transformed to a colorless n dull one

i was left in total confusion
such a tragic incident
increases the rending of my heart

the year that followed,2014
i waited for her return
but faith decided
and everything went vain
all i could see was her dull face

she went out of my life
my DEAR,
if you have mercy on me
i still have feelings on u....

Saturday, September 5, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: first love,love
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Phurpa Wangdi 08 September 2015

ahh..don't you worry, the first break up is bitter yet you will do just fine. a good write..nicely framed

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Nima Tshering 06 September 2015

wow Dophala Boy...its a nice poem...make sure you get the second one..best wishes from me

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Monica Morante 06 September 2015

Awww! Sweet darling! Don't worry, you'll find your soulmate! :) [3 greatly written btw. :)

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Rajnish Manga 05 September 2015

The first love was a short but delightful phase of live which might also teach you a lesson or two on what life is. Such episodes make us emotionally strong and create an understanding of human behavior. However, I like this poem.

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Fabrizio Frosini 05 September 2015

you know, Dophala boy, it is called ''first love'' just because it's the first in a row.. be sure a 2nd will come.. and again.. and again.. - and how long will the row be depends on you.. mostly.. ;) therefore, look for another girl and keep on writing *.. ;) greetings from Italy

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