We saw each other after five months and a day,

But hardly did we exchange any word.

The smile you showered, you know, it would always stay,

Cutting through my heart with its sharp sword.

I very well know, you did glance at me,

People sitting beside me did see and say.

Even my sadness couldn't stop me from smiling free,

Things remain this way, I pray.

I would never know what is in your beautiful mind,

All I did was catch a few glimpses of you.

You are, I know, one of that kind,

No artist can paint the splendor true.

We haven't talked much, I do know,

And this poem is the effort I am making up.

Trust me on this and I shall be your warmth on snow,

So that, in future, we can talk about this clinking our cup.