First Love
First time in my life I fell in love in real,
Though my memory of her face are not very clear,
Neither did we spend any time together,
Nor do I know how I got in love with her.
Friends often say it’s foolish to love you don’t even know;
How much do we know our children still to grow?
World is not just a materialistic stage to play;
It’s a beautiful garden of love, believe in what I say:
I felt that spiritual passion inside my heart,
But the space between us pinch me like a dart,
I am so helpless that I can’t even see her face
But now I have got a dream to see a track to trace.
Though my memory of her face are not very clear,
Neither did we spend any time together,
Nor do I know how I got in love with her.
Friends often say it’s foolish to love you don’t even know;
How much do we know our children still to grow?
World is not just a materialistic stage to play;
It’s a beautiful garden of love, believe in what I say:
I felt that spiritual passion inside my heart,
But the space between us pinch me like a dart,
I am so helpless that I can’t even see her face
But now I have got a dream to see a track to trace.
posted by Unknown at 10:16 AM
3 Comments:
beautiful,
infact great.you somehow bring the exact emotions and feelings of love and pain.
great goin.
simply loved the words.
im pure_love hope u remember me.
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helloz...it was great to see your comments...thanks a tonnes...you can reach me at 'arnieswap' on gtalk or yahoo
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