@ First crush

   @ First crush

Senior school arrived 

with new hurdles of life

all my friends were suffering

a disease of style and pretending

Short skirts and pink lips

were crucial with hair clips

boys were a new headline

there seemed no deadline

blowing wind and slow motion

were never felt in actual emotion

but a sense of happiness persisted

for a minute alone, when he insisted

No one knew whats next ?

only the moment seemed best

oh ! my first crushed cush

though , today in life we rush

but i know when you too get nostalgic 

You smile , blush and feel that magic !!


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