FIRST LOVE

i often use pictures of Mallika Sherawat ( a bollywodian heart throb for many in india)
my heart pokes me too many a times
it's not sincere
it knows
i hardly develop a taste of bollywood
it says, tell me your real intentions

i laugh at my stupid nerves
the reason is probably
i look for heterogenetic combinations

my twister Love asked
is it that instinct
which goes into making a first love?

i was rather more magnetic to her eyes
and damn interested in bullshit philosophize every thin around

well!
for me
it's your eyes only

she felt sad at my escapist replies

i wondered
how come beauties have come
at the thoughts of the All-mighty

is it the source of magnetism
which He construed
to be essential
to make the universe
have an everlasting working phenomenon

But my heart pulled me up
hell with you
and your meaningless thoughts

tell me
what is a beauty?

i held her hand
in a quest to find a meaning
for myself

she felt as if
a reply may be there, at the least

but i knew
it's the wrong start
(to be continued)
source inspire: neha. mallika, shipra.v, pu chd india