gulab khandelwal selected poems

Who is this third person between you and me
Who always keeps silent to whatever I ask?
The color of your face fades
When you look at him.
Some thing begins to disintegrate
In your consciousness.
Your heart floats away somewhere else.
Who is he,
Whose single glance makes your cheeks white,
And signals are passed from eye to eye ?
O mysterious one !
I accept,
There is no one else.
But there may be someone,
Who can say?