A poem I wrote about a high school crush. oh, memories.

Understand the hidden root of excitement, inspiration and reason to become one with the Truth that drives the universe!

"Let not the fruits of action, be the motive of your actions; otherwise you might be disappointed and leave the path of right action" -Rig Veda.

Long ago, nature had engendered wonderful lovers on earth.
In the desert of Middle East their feeling had become one.
Their unique oneness has become legend of the world.
Alas! They could not become one till the last breath.
In their divine oneness I see the beauty of both heaven and earth.

I’m infatuated by a pretty girl in the Joggers’park, who I wait to see every morning. One day I discover she ’s not alone and it breaks my heart. But just as suddenly, I find her all by herself again,and my amorous spirit breathes anew. Then, alas,a closer look at my dream girl uncovers a mysterious truth.

My infatuation with the pretty morning walker at Joggers’ Park turns to disappointment when I see one morning that she has a lover. They come to and leave the park together for a few days, openly demonstrative of their passion. then one day I suddenly find her all by herself again and forlorn. I feel sorry for her broken love affair, and then notice something else, far graver than a lost love.

…he could never be hers, for all she knew…yet, he was her crush!!

Sad one.

(Intoxication of the senses) This is to the one who I thought I would be with forever. Where is he now?

A love poem.