First love

A poor translation of my beloved poetry "छज्जों -छज्जों का प्यार!"

Original: https://kavishala.in/@akash-gupta/chajjom-chajjom-ka-pyara

She flies unconsciously

To see the moon`s glance

First love happens often

In the balcony stance.

The blithe boy of neighbor`s house

Measures city roads

Rebuked by all

But she still applauds

And finish all his work

Before him in advance

First love happens often

In the balcony stance.

Listens his presence with the noise of kite

Tell mango dried and takes its bite

In the mid of hundreds,

Two eyes makes romance

First love happens often

In the balcony stance.

Whenever he heads to the market on the bike

A little wispers says bring bangles yellow like

She dresses up on the fool moon and looks spring`s glance

First love happens often in the balcony stance.

She keeps a fear of

His coming at her home

Make much appreciations and burst secret bomb

She feels satisfying

Spying on his ance

First love happens often

On the balcony stance.