A Love Story

a poem by Nitin Nargund

It was just a
Routine rail travel,
With the same old
Characters of the novel.

And then she came
With a charming face,
And my heart forgot
Its steady pace.

Silky hair on glowing skin
With beauty before never seen,
And with grace not less
Than any queen.

Melancholy was her voice
As she sang from her window seat,
As her innocent eyes
Watched the running street.

She started to go
As came her destiny,
To touch her deliberately
I dropped my penny.

Her touch was
Just like a fur
Never before had I seen
Such a beautiful cur.