Salaam and Hi, people.
You Caught My Eyes
Who was sitting under the shadowy trees
Who was that tall, muscular figure
Something in me urged me to go closer
To take a glimpse of his face
For I only managed to see his back
But I resisted
For my feet were glued to my shoes
For I was too profound of embarrassment
Too shy to initiate a conversation
Too unsure of myself
I waited there for a while
Playing a peek-a-boo with someone who didn't have any idea of my presence
Patiently waited for him to go
Eager to see his face
In case he'd turn his face towards me
Two hours passed
He stood up, I stood up
My heart beat faster
For I know this was the only chance
To see his face
I was wrong
He didn't turn towards my direction
Instead he walked away towards the building
Leaving me in frustration alone
I sat down, upset and frustrated
For there was something in him that made me so interested
The wind chanted its lovely words of comfort to me
"I am not good at introducing myself. But, can we be friends?"
I turned my face towards the manly voice
An image of a blushing face of that man filled my eyes
I was astonished
As this was not what I expected
I smiled and nodded to him,
"Yes, we can"
We walked back toward the building together
This time with the feeling of euphoria
Why is it so?
Because this man is beside me
The man who caught my eyes.
**This is my first poem I have ever written. I am not even sure where (and when) did I get the insights from.
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