NOT JUST A PASSER-BY

Written by: shans PRIYA

The work stress was finally relieving me
  As i halted in the bus stop

I could feel something unusual
   That's its not a day of routine

Not because the drops patted my shoulders
    But there's something i could add to

His eyes with magnetising property
     Didn't allow to change my vision

The hair that got shuffled in air
     Must have once pulled by me

The clean shave and rough lips
     Dragged me to touch it once

Those hands which has a grace
     Forced me to get locked by it

The way he held his bag
    Is the style familiar to me

He is the man,here,beside me
    Making me feel,a weird feel

As if there's a bond between us
    As if we spent a lifetime together

A cab like a flash arrived
   Into which the man stepped in

It went past a few yards
   By when he peeped out and threw a final look

I'm not sure about incarnation-but
I'm sure about one thing
HE'S NOT JUST A PASSER-BY.....