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You were talking with someone to
I did not bother to think twice
If I'll disturb your conversation so nice
Opened the door, I entered
You were disturbed I observed
Thinking could not withdraw anymore
Your companion I did ignore
As expecting you not to be my mentor
Inquiry I did, formality no more
Quietly we were, as you entered the room
Surprise of all surprises, I got all in my form
As we proceed to our lesson, I remember
Myself already thinking how to be the center
For the obsession, all I ever wanted
To be noticed by you not necessarily be attracted
I know too foolish to hope
It's just like taking a dose of dope
You and I be close friends my imagination
Impossible as it is, may only be an illusion
During our discussion you conducted
There were influx of ideas, my mind got distracted
For just looking at you was enough
To be the culprit of that distraction I got
Remembering too the attitude I showed
Loquacious sometimes in other words no good
But could you blame me for those
For my feeling drives me at a loss
Tell you, every session we had, all about computer
Riding in a bus. my mind was wanderer
Days has passed, my feelings the same
But only to find out I'm in vain
Inspite of this, at home in the afternoon
Busy rehearsing my notes, there locked up in my room
Sure of myself, no need guess, you know why
You got me inspired my interest was so high
I doubt myself, had you ever notice me?
For such sessions were not meant to be
Am I able to show my enthusiasm I ought to be
Then came the last day of our meeting
It was July 20 the day of my testing
For you to know if we absorbed the ideas you shared
Which in our part, such ideas should be cared
Examination was over yet we were still there
Chatting with a friend but trying to get a glance at you near a computer
I was simple with my attitude
Laughing with a friend sharing a joke
Just not to noticed about my reaction
Myself was so usual and simple with my actions
Until now, bothering not to show
Afraid I am to be misunderstood by you or the people I know
For the feeling I am telling
It's just an effection I am longing
A sister or a friend I can confide
In times of happiness and loneliness inside
Of course I have sisters so kind and thoughtful
Only they are far away so sharing is impossible
Notes: I got the copy of this poem from the stacks of paper in my cabinet which I was about to throw away. It is worth sharing for it is a very nice and well written poem way back 1989. Please read between the lines, it talks about unclassified feelings. Credits goes to the author ELA, I am puzzled who she really is.
Then came the last day of our meeting
It was July 20 the day of my testing
For you to know if we absorbed the ideas you shared
Which in our part, such ideas should be cared
Examination was over yet we were still there
Chatting with a friend but trying to get a glance at you near a computer
I was simple with my attitude
Laughing with a friend sharing a joke
Just not to noticed about my reaction
Myself was so usual and simple with my actions
Until now, bothering not to show
Afraid I am to be misunderstood by you or the people I know
For the feeling I am telling
It's just an effection I am longing
A sister or a friend I can confide
In times of happiness and loneliness inside
Of course I have sisters so kind and thoughtful
Only they are far away so sharing is impossible
Notes: I got the copy of this poem from the stacks of paper in my cabinet which I was about to throw away. It is worth sharing for it is a very nice and well written poem way back 1989. Please read between the lines, it talks about unclassified feelings. Credits goes to the author ELA, I am puzzled who she really is.
