Poems of lifetime

The Awaited Night

I once desired, to be the shining man
Giving a lonely rose to my beloved woman
Holding her slim hand while I still can
Everything might just go like said in the plan

Shivering and speechless, indeed I am
I think I hardly look like a gentleman
But she sticked to me, telling me its ok
Her company was comfy, Forever I want to stay

But her parents are here, my confidence decayed
I think I'll die here, hopeless and afraid
I grabbed the armchair tight, needing some aid
My heart and mind is in anarchy, Its like its in raid

But her mother asked me, who am I to her daughter
I breathe in the top of my lungs and said to her
Releasing my all, I said I am her friend, I referred
She smiles at me as I am getting conferred 

Her dad glares, heavely but quite sinisterly
Offers me a glass of beer, does it really cunningly
I respectfully refused, I don't really drink alcohol
Getting tempted by such offer might be my down fall

We both got our private time, just two of us talking
As we joked and and chatted, smiling and laughing
Its getting late, I never wanted to leave her side
I enjoyed that one hell of a ride

As I gave the flowers and chocolates, indeed I saw her smile
The sweetest of them all, healing this heart that's most fragile
I managed to take a picture, Indeed I saved it in my device
But that smile is something I'll keep, can't be sold by any price

She hugged me tight, as I was very buoyant
At least for a night, I felt very pleasant
I wish this treatment will be forever constant
Because her whole existence made me feel important