First Glance!!
First Glance!!
The hairs from entangled bun coming on her face
And troubling her eyes with grace.
She restored them back again
Gradually making me her slain.
While bitting her lower lip
Drinking her coffee sip by sip.
She was busy writing something
All I wanted to peep but visible to me was nothing.
I was sitting on her left
Watching her feeling bereft.
I wanted to ask what's wrong
But suddenly she stood up and walked on.