The Love At Bus-Stop!

You narrate to me what love at first sight is,

And I’ll correct you on what compassion it needs!

Truly, there’s nothing like good looks or a fetching persona,

B’cuz once you’re into it, all of that scents identical to Tecoma!

Lemme ramble you with how it begun,

When I had nothing known to this universe!

As an enchanting season, she had made her way,

Enthralling my solidified heart and leaving it astray!

What a perfect serendipity was framed,

Transmuting even fortuity to something destined!

The bloomy autumn weathered by nearing winters,

Was transcend by her spectacled eyes embellished with dazzling glitters!

My scarfed-girl or may be the one with covered face,

Yet you might question why did I name her that way!

Indeed, it was and it is all I owe to her eyes,

Which gripped me to entirely hypnotize!

Never could I see her scarf slip off the face,

To allow me adorn her smile hid behind that cloth!

Despite, a connect was forged gluing my heart to her’s,

Drowning the soul in glee and cheers!

When God conferred me with some five minutes on the bus-stop,

Where I glimpsed the maiden daily!

Not a single moment did I skip to approach her,

Somehow left speechless and blurred!

Been months on months since then,

And just that one look of her still makes my day!

Pondering the remaining hours,

About whether or not shall I bestow her some flowers!

Though I’ve heard them saying often,

For love needs a face to fall in with!

She rather convinced me deny the surmise,

Through those unspoken words of her slaying eyes!