To you, before it sublimes

- dedicated to the so-called 'crushes' people have ;)


A thump of heart

Like a step it skipped

Attention divided

In anxiety it flipped

Kept all this concealed

Eyes focussed on the floor

Just as you passed by

My joy would soar

Was it your panache?

Or was it just me losing ground

The increase in volume

Gait of the zippy kind

When I knew you were

Coming from behind

All attention on you

Yet pretending

It wasn’t true

Was it your charm?

Or was it just me enchanted

That pang of envy

When you

talked to another

And more hurt

When you

didn’t even bother

Were you playing games?

Or was it just me getting deceived

A lonely walk

Along the crowded lane

Hoping you’d cross by

Always in vain

A sight of you

Made my day

No sign of you

Led my mind astray

Was it your presence?

Or was it just me longing for it

Once or twice

You looking at me

I think I did find

Your poses, your ways

Showing you were inclined

The long chats

Those times together

Impishly teasing

When you’d much rather

Was it you too?

Or was it just me being a cuckoo?