Rajkumar Mukherjee - FIRST LOVE

FIRST LOVE
we fought for a sip of water

from the fairest of hands

I saw till that date in Sonemarg


it was an autumn afternoon

sky was illuminated with the setting sun

your face was glowing like a red apple

and we became really thirsty

when I was drinking the water

my friend tried to snap a picture

but you fled like a doe covering your face

with a muslin dopatta revealing your sharp looks

that convey love anguish and betrayal at the same time

which can kill any soul on Earth


was that my first love which still haunts me

in my dreams in my lone moments

Rajkumar-Mumbai

Rajkumar Mukherjee

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