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What a loser


He saw her for the first time,
      His age was just eleventh ordinal.
             She was in his school,
       But they didn't know each other.



That time He was bashful,
         Too shy to talk to her,
                  Looking stunning in her white dress,
          She left him a sheepish admirer.



She became indispensable for his dreams,
        Or it was he the ultimate dreamer,
                 he might have beaten choppers,
         With her, Driving his gliders.



The more He think of her,
        More he was her closer,
                Even after all this in dreams,
         Reality! He never talked to her.



Years passed and months flown,
         Occasionally He glimpsed her,
                He was timidest of this world,
         Too timid to look at her.



He was liking the girl,
          This was sure and clear,
                  But He was just an average,
          She was like the beauty diviner.



Never told this to anybody,
         with a fear of being laughter,
                    But his mind always say,
         You love her, You love her.



Whole life passed like this,
        Only in dreams He proposed her,
               Now even his soul says,
         Never seen a bigger loser !!



1 comments:

Jyotsna said...

though there r too many poems on "she" :P but all are good... just improve on grammar otherwise poetic imagination is awesome.. keep it up... (and plz no more poem on she, bored :D)

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