Love, come knocking on my door

Knock knock

There is a knock on my door

My heart was pounding 

My insides were melting

Is it real

Or is it illusion 

Books told me about charming looks

I gazed at the door

Longing for those words

But it was ephemeral 

As a puff of air

Will it immerse me in embrace

Or will it drown me in tears

A dream it is

My kin may not take with ease

Mind in turmoil 

With inner fears

But my heart pounds

Waiting for

Love to come knocking On my door.

-Pradnya Surve