On Meeting Her Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

Meeting her on the way by chance or suppose you stands she before surprisingly, what will it happen, my God! She is standing before and I looking at her, a beauty queen before me, a theatre artiste...
And I watching her awe-struck, breathlessly as if I had not seen a girl like her, never before, never before.She meeting me by chance and I startled to see her, meet her on the way just like a dream, a dream. Who the girl is? Where have I seen her? I don't remember.