A Poem to
Fanny
By: Anonymous Alumnus
Twas’
the Monsoon onset, less than three decades ago,
A
budding Beauty I come to know.
Bright
as a golden sun her face,
ever
radiating joy unfading even after sunset.
Fresh
blooming jasmine and rose her smile compared,
sweet
scents of perfume a floating in the air.
A
glimpse each day never failing to notice,
that
effervescent image which makes the heart aflame.
Admiration
unnoticed, love unspoken,
Courage
not mustered, magic words unsaid.
Old-fashioned
heart never listens anymore,
Beauty
was lost never to come again.
Twas’
the stroke of luck or so it seems,
Behold!
Beauty is found amid passing scenes.
Eyes
unmet through all this years,
Passion
and love: undying, still alit.
Hopes
eternal, wish unchanged,
Dreams
of nearly three decades may yet unfold.
Chance
of another glimpse, banter or two,
Promising
as before yet will it hold true?
Opportunity
once denied before,
Again it
comes knocking on the door.
Pass
this way only but once,
“Beauty”,
I evoke, “May we reunite!”