After that brief acquaintance,
We have now parted our ways.
I haven't asked for your address,
It hardly makes any sense.
I haven't asked for your phone number,
Not to trouble you at the busiest hour.
We have never been friends of course,
As I have never related tales of mine,
Or you have never told me stories of your own.
But our netted looks have bound us for some time.
If somewhere,sometime,in future,
May be as a pattered rain drop
Or as a sound of laughter,
I may come back to your memory,
And spend my time in your leisure,
Don't be surprised!
And perhaps I wish the same,
Will happen to me.
But poems not deciphered appeal better,
Songs heard afar sound sweeter,
Silhouettes look more beautiful,
And a person half-known seems dearer!
