Nothing like first love

Neither here nor above

A glimpse of her and I’m Sixteen

As she had always in my heart been

There’s so much to talk

Though for reasons I unknown I balk

Yet my heart fills with remorse

Yearns for the untaken course

But on this infinite line

Best known as time

The world may change

Things may go strange

A point can always be seen

At I’m sixteen she’s sixteen

                                                        ~Bhupendra Singh

                                                          Jaipur, India