Instant Poetry

This is an excerpt from an interesting chat I had with ‘chhuchi’. After receiving threats of missing out on a chocolate that she was supposedly gonna share with me, for baseless charges of making fun of her looks, I had to come up with this in some 2-3 mins…

When you were walking towards the canteen,
In that flowing orange dress,
I look inside, where my heart should’ve been,
Couldn’t find a trace.

The flowers were shy,
Couldn’t compete with your eyes,
Your smile like a gentle breeze.

When you get chocolate,
From P. dai,
Can I have a bite too, please

… and guess what! I got the chocolate.