By Priya Patel
[Context: A girl who had a crush on her teacher. And this poem reflects all her feelings for him.]
In this long river of memories,
I made you one of its fish.
Who is swimming so hard in the
bank,
not like the one in the tank.
In this long river of memories,
I made you one of its fish.
Who is hard to catch and hard to
Fetch,
Doing whatever it likes.
In this long river of memories,
I made you one of its fish.
For whom forever’s my wait,
Just so I could give him my bait.
In this long river of memories,
I made you one of its fish,
Who is being the cause of my pain,
None but it’s him being the bane.
In this long river of memories,
I made you one of its fish.
Who is so close to me all the time,
The reason I’m not at all fine.
In this long river of memories,
I made you one of its fish.
Who has blissful alluring eyes,
Eyes that put me in stress.
In this long river of memories,
I made you one of its fish.
Finding the ways like the roots,
Just so I could talk to you.
By Priya Patel
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