First Lecture Of Love

It's was a lovely day with clear as the sky seems cloud-free,

Corner of a courtyard and under the Banyan tree,

Slim fit girl with curly hair and was stating lecture on love,

Her voice seemed to be musical nodes with the high pitched tone,

Starting from Adam-Eve to Laila-Majnu love,

Describing the boundaries and boundation of pure love,

She was in her flow of words just like in the imaginary world,

Level of knowledge she attained I could imagine,

It was definitely a one and only lecture I could never forget,

Her each voice and tone was captured in my heart,

Floating in her ocean of words, like waving in pool of heaven,

That day only one student could joined the lecture and that was 'I'.