"THAT ONE LOOSE BANG ON YOUR FOREHAD"

By Ayush Kedia

The way that being glances around,

Her eyes always looking up for something,

A contrast of dreamy and reality,

Her smile so bright, the way her hair is combed down,

Jotted together, as if it's a beautiful waterfall,

With every knot I find myself gripping, clenching my fist,

The fall of mine was harder than it was supposed to be,

To that one long pony hair I wish I could see u every day,

Damn that one loose bang on her forehead,

Every string of mine is entangled to you, don't want to loosen up no matter happens,

I always talk about how beautiful is the cherry blossom is,

The reason is, it always reminds me of u,

Everything I appreciate these days is somehow associated to you,

I know the bitter truth awaiting me at the end,

But once again I wish to relive what we used to have,

For once I want to spill my words without a restrain,

Its 3am right now, I am surrounded by papers which lead me nowhere,

The biggest reason to move along is the fact that u are still there,

We both are painting our realities,

Of course yours will be different, it will have different stroke and texture,

I find that beautiful, no matter how much it intrigues my soul,

Really fragile I may seem, but actually my stroke is precise than others,

I want to be someone capable to stand next to you,

But now only a miracle can turn things my way,

The final arc of this story has begun,

Damn that loose bang on your forehead.

By Ayush Kedia