very often two glances meet

In a crowded street

Puzzled, smiling, expressionless sometimes

In such fashions , each other, they greet

New strangers,new faces every moment 

And the glances repeat
Few eyes meet

in these ephemeral glances

Strangers come together

In these subtle chances

Life gathers in tiny traces

Reflected in two eyes

Upon backdrop of faces
The stage is set

Characters come and go

Some move along

Few break the flow

Destinies unfold while humans conceit

With planned coincidences

Do Strangers meet.