Happiness creates love they say,
Love was all that he did pray.
Difficult is to make him smile,
Not as difficult as I made him mine.

Now when I look back I blush,
Thinking of those days when I did have a crush.
Neither he knew nor did I,
But felt we were connected by.

It took too long to confess the Love,
And now I feel like a Dove.
Feelings did hold us tight,
Even when we had great fights...

"An aspiring IT professional along with the biggest dream of perusing her hobby of writing to reach the destination called Creativity". Poetry makes me fly freely thereby leaving behind all kinds of emotions.

Last updated October 02, 2015