In the busy railway station....
I stared at the lean vagabond,
He too stared at me,
As I smiled at him,
He too smiled at me,
But it was a different smile.....
Absolutely simple and innocent..........
Quite unusual in the midst of complex world,
Soon I recognised him in a different way,
I said to myself,
'Yes, he is the appropriate man for me,
I must remember him
And his gentle smile forever.'
Gentle souls we meet in our journey in life will always be remembered. A heartwarming write.
Brilliant Thanx for sharing this bravo-worthy poem Anjandev
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Happy New Year and more writings and blessings to come.