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Writer's pictureRedstockings Chronicle

To her, with love.


Emotions entangled, a story untold

The butterflies should have fluttered

But they remained under fold

His lips met mine , a delicate display

But my silly heart refused to play

With confusion taking hold and feelings astray

Jumbled emotions , left me in disarray


In that moment, my heart cried a plea,

To cease the desire to be like them,

Weeping over him, craving more of it,

To surrender and embrace myself as I am.


How her wavy hair sent shivers down my spine,

Words flowing from her succulent lips.

A fragrance surrounds her , plummy and divine

My soul aching for a taste , least a sign


In dreams she takes me on a soaring flight

Her hands entwined with mine , a pure delight.

But i yearn to reveal, she's already mine

Fearing how it never ends well for my kind

My mother asks me if i fancy a guy

I feign a smile, and sheepishly comply

My heart shouts for me to cease this lie

To confess my love and the pain that makes me cry


I'll wait with hope and steady will,

As time will pass, these walls may still.

Let patience reign for I can't lose you,

Linger till the barrier goes down , i can choose you.


- Gungun Singh, Bharati College

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