By Saranya Devaraj
A soul weary from monotonous routine
My flesh grown stiff like a machine
Trudging through life, a shadow of my former self.
The fire that had once burned within me had dwindled to a mere spark.
With hazy mind and idle body
Glancing around, I entered the class
Echoing voices in the room, loud and clear
A plain, secretive girl entered, sitting near
The sharp, gossiping eyes whisper and stare.
She hid behind her mask, ignoring the world.
Her eyes glistened, like a pearl under the sun, which shone bright
Her stare was a deep dark ocean that could drown anyone
I stumbled
My heart screamed, hard enough to be heard
A sudden blood rush to pursue and make a word
Slowly, my feet retraced her steps
I had a moment of curiosity.
What was the purpose of her cap?
A lone wind, gentle and cold, served an answer
The hair, as dense as the midnight forest, mysterious and alluring
Dangled beneath her knee, like the waterfall
A spark ignited my heart fire
Urging my soul, amusing me with desire
My body froze, fear curled up in the gut
When she turned around,
Eyes that are melting,
Her dancing hair,
The moment she untangled her veil,
Words poured in my mind, like a river
A chance to choose for the perfect description
Her ‘what’ sounded like a melody?
If a nightingale were ever given a voice, could it sound like this?
Seeing my unwavering face,
She gave away a smile that adorned her
An imprint on my heart, an incidence to mark my love
My hands reached for my clenching heart
As a belief in love at first sight.
By Saranya Devaraj
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