I saw him near a bridge waiting,
Waiting for someone whom i never saw,
My eyes met him,
But we didn't talk
Sometimes he held a few roses,
for someone whom i never saw,
I looked at him
He looked at me
But we didn't talk.
It was the routine And I daily saw him waiting,
Waiting for someone whom i never saw,
We looked each other we smiled,
But we never talked.
One day he was not waiting there,
wasn't waiting for someone
whom i never saw,
i feared he would never come and it was true,
It was only then i realised
it was me for whom he waited and held a few roses
Yes, it was a SILENT LOVE.
Written By : Ritu Kamboj