First Love

There is something in a window
that pulls her always,
whether it’s her home,
a picnic spot or a resort,
whether it’s morning or evening,
her favourite place is the window,
nobody knows whether
she was waiting for someone,
or there was someone
waiting for her,
whether she has a message
to be received or delivered,
nothing is clear
to her family members and friends…

But she is very clear,
always there seems to be
a sense of urgency in her looks,
a sense of belonging
to her window,
a place where she gets
immense happiness inside,
that keeps exploding into flight
in anticipation,
feeling a gentle touch
that was far away
but very close to her heart…

She knows very well,
she is not looking behind,
as she finds herself on the fence between present and future,
ready to take a plunge…

–Kaushal Kishore

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