That corner was quite visible
From my desk where I used to sit
Where there was a coffee vending machine
Where there was a photocopier and a mail rack
You used to come often to that corner
To take a cup of coffee or for mail check…
I still remember, the way you used to peep
Many a times you used to come
Just for nothing…
May be, just to see me…
It has been many years now,
I don’t sit on that place…
But still I remember that corner
And your innocent face…
I never had a chat with you
May be we will never meet again…
But there was a feeling that we both had
That let me to remember you again and again…
Sumita Datta
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/that-corner-still-reminds-me-of-you/
