Wat do i call it? a poem???

Disclaimer : This is not based on real life. None of the characters are real. One of my very first blog posts and an attempt at poetry... :) This poem is nearly 4 years old :)


I still remember de day I met u
But never did I think I would get close to u
It was jus a normal introduction n a casual chit chat
My life seemed to change a lot with that
Aft talking to u, I found that v had similar interests
Little did I know that u had taken my heart away in a single conquest... [1]


As I drive across de park gates
I could see many ppl wid their dates
Driving across de big park jus to see a glance of u
As dis was de place where I had first met u
You had come wid your school mate
Who was by luck my college mate… [2]


I drove through de whole park
Waited there wid a lil hope till it became dark
But alas, you dint turn up as I thought
It seemed as if my heart was in a knot
I dint understand why it had hurt me so much
As if someone had left me helpless in a lurch [3]


I spent days n days thinking wat was it all about
I’d lost my interest in doing things which I had once loved
Why am I thinking all time of a person whom I’d met only once???
I found myself reading a couple of Mills& Boon
At night I stand in my balcony admiring de beauty of the moon
What is making me think of de person whom I’d met only once??? [4]


Is it a mere crush or an infatuation?
My mind is not able to make de decision
The memories kept flashing in my mind of that evening
It kept thinking if twas just a mere meet or a beginning???
Maybe twas just an infatuation or had got simply attracted
I should just forget that meet…yes…that’s wat I’ve decided [5]


Started my day afresh trying not to think of u
But it wasn’t possible as I did things that reminded me of u
The more I tried avoiding u,
The more I was thinking about u
Was I truly going crazy or becoming insane?
I tried to reach upon de answer…but in vain… [6]


One fine morning when I awoke late from my deep slumber
I checked my cell only to find 3 missed calls from an unknown number
De calls were made in the morning at around 6:15
At that time in de morning, who would it have been?
My mind was pondering on whose number would it be?
It would be a wrong number most likely… [7]


Days passed by n rains had come n de grass had become green
There now lies a beauty in nature which was once unseen
The smell of de wet mud enchanting people aft de first shower
The whole place looked as if it had greenery as its cover
The beauty of the nature was so captivating
That it seemed the nature had been rehabilitating [8]


The park also seemed to appear more beautiful
Thanks to de frequent heavy downpour, its now calm n peaceful
It’s been more than 2 months since I came here
I heard a familiar sound that come from near
Turned back to find my college mate and his “friend”
I stood there without knowing wat to do [9]


Maybe I should pass by them n pretend that I dint see
Or maybe they would not notice me really
But I heard my name being called before I could turn away
And I knew dat the moment to turn away had passed away
After a ‘hello’, his “friend” asked “do u remember me???”
How could I forget him, after all twas him who kept haunting me [10]


I wanted to reply but de words simply wouldn’t come out
I still couldn’t figure what was the matter all about
‘Yes of course, I do remember you’ that’s wat I heard myself talk
They then invited me to join them in their walk
Maybe I should tell ‘maybe next time’ and decline the offer made by them
But a moment later I found myself walking wid them [11]


We walked from one end of the park to the other end
Finally we settled in a bench near the L bend
We were then talking about our good old college life
And we all agreed dat those were indeed de best days of our life
One of our cell phones began to ring loudly
And we found dat twas my friend’s cell, and he had got a call [12]


He walked away wid his cell leaving his “friend” n me alone
I wondered why he got a call now n why was it taking so long.
His “friend” was seated to my right n I dared not to look that way
I looked at the kids playing in the fountain and the birds flying away
Twas just half a minute since my friend left
But it seemed like ages had passed [13]


I thought twas time to break the silence n start a conversation
But would he think I’m that desperate to talk or get any such intuition?
Even if I wanted to talk, what would I talk about?
How about asking ‘Is he your best friend?’ or ‘do u think it will rain today?’
Then I knew those questions are really dumber than me
Then I thought ‘Why should I start de talk? Let him talk with me’ [14]


Minutes had passed and still the silence was prevailing deep n smooth
It seemed like we were in some channel that’s been turned mute
I waited patiently for my friend to return
“His friend” is a shy person that’s wat I had learnt
When I lost hopes that this guy would start talking
I took up my cell and started smsing n browsing [15]


Getting connected to airtel live I browsed for some cool wallpaper
Spending some money for some good ones wouldn’t really matter
I was totally engrossed that I heard a faint voice coming from far
Coming back to my senses I found that twas “his friend” who spoke
My face might have looked puzzled for I heard him repeating wat he said
‘What do u think of me?’ that’s what he had asked [16]


His question was simple and direct and caught me completely off hook
I couldn’t figure out if he was serious or kidding on de way he looked
His face which was expressionless a sec ago, now had a triumphant smile on it
He looked like a proud archer who never ever missed his target
He was expecting a reply from me… but wat do I reply?
All I managed to say was ‘I beg your pardon?’ [17]


He answered coolly ‘Well all I asked was…What do u think of me?’
I kept thinking ‘Oh my god… Why are u doing this to me???’
‘Well its time to show him dat u r equally cool’ that’s what my mind answered
Mustering up my confidence I replied ‘I don’t think anything about u n y shd I?’
The look on his face changed into a one that was difficult to figure out
Was that a look of mischief or curiosity or defeat? [18]


Twas only a moment later I realized that I was staring at him
I turned away n wondered if all boys were like him.
If they were not, then why was he alone like this?
Out of the corner of my eye, I could see him grinning
His grin revealed that I had made a fool of myself by taking his qn seriously
I couldn’t help it but admit I had indeed been outwitted very nicely [19]


I was angry with him n wanted to fly with rage
I looked at him and found that he was still giving me a big grin
My anger seemed to vanish after seeing his sweet soft smile
Twas so very charming that it would have easily stretched a mile
I just wished in my heart this moment should stay forever
I could just look into his eyes for ever n ever [20]