My first love taught me

My fears shaped by society,

And the people of the society think that the boys are almighty,

This world and its people has lost its mentality,

No one can judge a person by his/her personality,

This was the thing he used to tell me and make me out of the anxiety.

My first love taught me a lot,

He turned the fire of hate to the magical mist of love,

He turned the rain in the beautiful rainbow,

He turned the hell's sadness to the heaven's smile,

And he turned the devil's darkness to the moonlight.

He taught me to live the life,

He taught me that we should not trust anyone blindly,

Isn't it amazing how someone can break your heart and you are loving them with all the little pieces.

He never said me good bye before leaving,

But I don't want to remember you back and this is my last poem for you which I am weaving.