My Devoid Story

It originates from that former school.

I was in some class, she was in the same too.

Oh, the beauty, the beauty of her face.

She gazed by some killing looks and that,

I was slayed by her aesthetic fairness.

Starts in some exposure,

I appeared, appeared only for her glance.

A glance of her beauty, which couldn't be hidden in that sparky environment.

Once I preached mistakenly, was spread all over.

I was unknown if she felt bad.

I didn't care and went ahead.

I was in love. Yes , I was....

Some days went and those were fleeting.

Fainting like a blue moon...

I had no words, no words to overhaul,

I dashed to get through her, but failed, failed to touch her soul.

She left, left unsaid and walked ahead Without looking back.

My heart was crying through my eyes,

And no one knew, where she fled.

Here my story ends.....