In between that chaos i stood,
with my eyes trying as hard as they could.
They tried hard and hard
to find a way,
through that crowd
about which i don't want to say.
Looking here and looking there,
only finding tired faces everywhere.
Then those wandering
eyes found you,
something that got them mesmerized
and not worrying about what to do.
Those eyes then told the heart,
that they had found the missing part.
And then onwards
those eyes never left,
nor wandered around
as they found something that was to be kept.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem