As I gazed over my bookshelf,
My eyes fell on a beautiful book,
A small but precious autograph book.
.
Though the pages had lost their colour,
They still held the fragrance,
Same as they had two decades back.
.
It seemed like yesterday, that,
We walked through those corridors,
Which witnessed numerous moments.
.
Love was in the air,
In every nook and corner
And under every branch.
.
Most of us fell in love,
For the first time.
Be it mutual, or one sided.
.
We enjoyed under it’s warmth.
Oblivious of the future,
We just lived the moment.
.
The trees and the benches,
Soaked in our tears,
Of joy and sorrow.
.
For some, that love entered,
The next phase in life
And they continued to grow together.
.
For others, that love,
Remained as the first love,
In their lives forever.
.
Love, a beautiful feeling,
Made our lives colourful
And gave us a reason to smile.
.
Pic Courtesy : Evie S. on Unsplash
Kirti V
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