Unnamed [part1]

She remained serene
as I took myself closer to her
but her eyes would stare the shops through the looking glass
through the window of the school bus.

There was nothing more beautiful than to see her sitting by the window
and her hairs being blown away with the summer wind
and seeing all the effort she had to perfect her strands
I fell in love.

Being with her remembers me of nothing
but if I am absolute quiet she'll ask me to tell something
so i do that again and again
to hear the same exact words which now I can parrot.

And she'll again tell me how hot is the weather today
then goes by herself and sits over a hot place
to fight the heat alone
when I'm being seated next to her.

Then she'll again tell me to say something
after thinking a lot when I come up with nothing
we end up smiling
then silence.

The wind replaces the silence gradually while
the serene look as if it slowly fades
turns to me a grim look on her face that says
she reached home, the bus drops her like before, again.

Author's Note

please see that this is my first post, judge wise.

Reviews

[Solar]

These lines are perfect:

Then she'll again tell me to say something
after thinking a lot when I come up with nothing
we end up smiling
then silence.

[Jyoti_Ablaze]

The concept is nice and the efforts behind it is felt..
But there are lot of grammar errors and framing incompetence, that you need to improve.
Nice try.

[Ankur Choudhury]

I will try my best next time, it's just the fact that I'm literally weak in grammar... and thank you for the suggestion.

[Jyoti_Ablaze]

You are welcome.