i was the first girl you loved


i may sound like drizzle
but i'm monsoon rain
the passion seeped into your bones
the love running in your veins

i'm that old cassette
you can never throw away
i'm neat whiskey
you drink after a tiring day

you've fallen in love after me
but no woman can rock your world
i'm the storm you chased
i'm the photo you burned

what if we meet again
...on cold august dawn?
would you pour wet kisses?
would you play our favorite song?

it was many moons ago
i still remember how i felt
your body weight on me
and how miserable i was when you left

but i take pride
as no one can love you the way i did
i was your 3 am phone call
i'm the first 150 pages of your manuscript

it was half-hell, half-heaven
the time we spent
it was too powerful to be true
it had to end

i bet you think of me sometimes
my memories have not gathered dust
we both know it was true
i was the first girl you loved


Comments

  1. I can't express in words that what I felt throughout the poem while reading it.
    One of the best poems I have read on this blog!

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    1. And I am super pleased to know that. Thank you so much for reading, MS!

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  2. I loved how you wrote this... There's this fire in your words... And if years later the guy reads this... That fire is going to take him down. ��

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    1. I will start by saying - Mujhe bhulna mushkil hi nahi namumkin hai. :P

      Silly me!

      Thanks for an amazing reaction on this poem. It means a lot, Raj! :)

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  3. I know your Man has read...:P Well illustrated...love Saru.

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    1. Hope he understands the myriad of emotions behind it. :)

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  4. Such a beautiful poem!
    http://www.docdivatraveller.com/

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  5. Bahut khubsurti se sab baat kahi hai 👍👍

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  6. Good one.. Heavy.. but beautiful poem...

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  7. खूब शब्दों में ढाला अपने मनोभावों को ......बहुत ही सुंदर

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  8. Your words have painted a beautiful picture of those ethereal emotions.

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  9. You do magic with your words.. Beautiful!

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  10. Saru! It's pure bliss and speechless seeing you painting the vivid emotions.

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  11. It's simply amazing, Saru. Love the way you've painted the power of first love.

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  12. Loved this poem....

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  13. Love love love..
    I am love with ur poetry..

    ~Piyush

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  14. One of the best poems I have come across, I'm not a writer or a poet but words that take me somewhere else is what I appreciate and this one clearly did, thanks.

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    1. This is one of the best compliments I've ever received. Thanks so very much for that, Aakash.

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  15. You have special power with words, whether you write short two liners or long poems, they always have that magical effect.

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    1. Amrit, coming from you it's a huge compliment. Hope thank you would suffice.

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  16. What a lovely composition, Saru! 'I'm the first 150 pages of your manuscript' - I can relate to this. :)

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    1. If I may ask, how do you relate to this line?

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    2. Because I know what it takes (and what you achieve) to complete the first 150 (+) pages of your manuscript. It's special. So, I connected with this line. :)

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  17. This is amazing. Loved it. :)

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  18. Saru, this touches the very sensitive string of heart. Deserves not just to be most read poem of 2017 but also one of best poem written ever by anyone.

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  19. So beautiful, reminds me of the first and only girl, I have and still continue to love..

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