in love with strangers.…..

As I stared at that beauty on that evening of sum­mer,
sit­ting over my bench I wrote a poem for her.
adjust­ing her lenses she asked queries of sci­ence,
and my crazy mind was pour­ing feel­ings in those lines.
I com­pleted the poem; waited for sir to end,
and tried to pass her the poem when she did bend;
to pack her bag as we were about to leave,
and after class I saw her boyfriend named steve.
At the stand then I met two lit­tle eyes,
the pupils did bind me in invis­i­ble ties.
as I watched her face & down till her shoes,
those damn sexy eyes made my patience to loose.
when I was going to reach her she draged out her phone,
“honey I’ll be there u just wait at home”.
now at the mar­ket I saw her atthe archies shop,

no I won’t do it , its again gonna be flop.
it was her smile this time which made me to think,
my heart then gave me a reap­proach hint.
Iwas star­ing when a boy appeared from crowd,
and got to his knees to ask her aloud.
he asked the beauty will u be my valen­tine,
and there I stood lis­ten­ing that ultra fuck­ing line.
the girl agreed & the whole shop did clap,
ah never mind; bet­ter luck next time ol’ chap.
I realised my fault and I realised my crime,
lov­ing a starnger has been my busi­ness of all time.
no regret do I bear no shame do I feel,
coz these wounds just need some sec­onds to heal.
I love every­one so i spread love to all’s life,
whether it be valen­tine of some­one or someone’s wait­ing wife.