Sunday, 17 June 2012

A Crisis In Romance


It was my first day at office,
With a beautiful smile and that hunt for knowledge,
You passed me by and I caught a glimpse,
Long enough to sweeten my ever monotonous dreams.
                           
You were at the cafeteria with your friends,
Discussing excitedly, about the latest fashion trends,
Your face lit up and your eyes did shine,
But hesitant I, stood patiently, in the boy's line.

Procrastination was killing me but I needed a clue,
How was I supposed to approach you like a bolt out of the blue?
While you were an angel, I was a rouge,
You hated cigarettes and I lived in smoke.

After some research I realized that my heart was broken,
The world was fast asleep and I half woken.
You turned out to be the popular coder, with the heartless tag,
And I was just another associate, a mere teenage dirt ...!


By a associate dirt ‘Prashant’, Reader are requested not to ask about ‘coder’

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