The Coy Love.

Proposing Love

With the rose in his hand
he said “I love you” in a manner grand
Blushing like the rose with glamour
she went past him without a murmur
He ran behind her like a mad
proposing again in glad.
The girl blushed once more
made her way to the door.
Not knowing what to do.
the coy boy sat down without a cue.
The girl hoping to see him behind
turned back and finding him not in the hind
felt sad and sat down with tears
The feel of love is so strange
not able to express in the range
not possible to show explicitly
it is so deep and keen invariably
a false step would break the heart
mending it would be a task great.

By meenas17

A lover of classical Carnatic music.
An avid reader, passionate writer, into stocks and investments for livelihood

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