The Moment

The moment,
when I saw her,
when I met her,
the story begins.
 
The moment,
when I saw her smile,
for the first time,
the reason being me.
 
The moment,
when she looked back,
with her mesmerizing eyes,
With love.
 
The moment,
when she touched,
the midas touch,
the magic begins.
 
The moment,
when she is hurt,
but makes you feel special,
for you are close enough.

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8 thoughts on “The Moment

  1. chirag February 11, 2012 at 11:18 AM Reply

    nice poem
    remind me of someone special

  2. Sydney February 11, 2012 at 10:41 PM Reply

    Interesting! Who was this inspired by?

  3. Mohit February 11, 2012 at 10:49 PM Reply

    haha.. Good Question. 😛

  4. Seema February 23, 2012 at 11:39 AM Reply

    Very sweet

    • Mohit February 23, 2012 at 10:29 PM Reply

      Thank You! 🙂

  5. sunakshi March 26, 2012 at 7:31 PM Reply

    Very nice 😀 Is it for rakhi? *runs* 😉

    • Mohit March 26, 2012 at 9:33 PM Reply

      Thanku.. 🙂
      But yahan to Rakhi to beechme mat laao. 😛

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