CLASSROOM ~AT FIRST SIGHT ,I SAW HER THERE~

In a classroom, love can bloom,

A love that's pure, and free from gloom,

A chance encounter, a fateful glance,

Two hearts beating, as if in a trance.

The pen scribbles, the paper rustles,

Eyes wander, and hearts start to hustle,

A smile here, a laugh there,

A connection formed, without a care.

In the classroom, love can grow,

A seed of passion, that starts to glow,

A shared interest, a common goal,

A love that's pure, and takes its toll.

Late night studies, and endless chats,

Making each other's heart go pitter-pat,

Whispers of love, in between the lines,

A bond that's strong, and truly divine.

In the classroom, love can thrive,

A flame that's bright, and truly alive,

A journey that's long, and full of strife,

But worth it all, for the love of life.

The bell rings, the class ends,

But the love story, just begins,

Hand in hand, two hearts entwine,

A love that started, in the classroom divine.

i am An aspirant of UPSC, with dreams so high,

Focused and driven, with passion in my eyes,

But amidst the books and the endless grind,

There was a girl, who captured my mind.

There's a boy, the boy was me,who has a crush,

On a girl, who makes my heart rush,

With every glance, and every smile,

my heart beats fast, in a rhythm wild.

At first sight, I saw her in class,

A girl with black hair and black eyes so rare,

The sun's rays upon her cheeks did glow,

Turning them red, a fiery show.

When the sun's rays kiss her cheeks,

The color of red, an image that speaks,

A girl who loves to joke and tease,

the girl i will always choose.

Love at first sight, a moment so pure,

But a love that could never endure,

For she was a girl, who lived in my mind,

A love unspoken, and left behind.

A pretty girl in the classroom,

Her eyes like black gems, in the perfect

bloom,

Hair like raven feathers, shining bright,

Her gentle smile, a pure delight.

Born in December, the month of cold,

But her presence, a warmth to behold,