Nupur Agrawal
The day of the month or first ray of sun
When a new born cries bringing tear to the eye
Eroded by the first raindrop dripping from sky
The first time someone cocooned you in arms
Remember the clenched fist when that plane first took off?
That trip to the classroom all by yourself
A fish out of water rolling in sand
The first time someone held your hand
With a promise in eyes and curvy lips
Not knowing how soon a coin flips
Watching your baby say its first word
Like your name was just sung by a humming bird
The first time you created an email id
And thought one day it will be real
The first fall from your beloved bike
And swearing to God in a way childlike
The first drop of water down your throat
After a dreary day when you die to bloat
That first kiss that quenches it all
A rosy dawn of a rising fall !