Solitude..

Faces in the crowd,

A hundred heads buried down, 

Earphones and tingling sounds, 

In an unknown world, people drowned, 

That's when I glanced upon, 

A sight quite profound, 

Though surrounded by noises loud, 

He sat in a corner, near the wall, 

And ordered three coffees in all, 

A book in hand made him enthralled, 

I got up to leave, he... still immersed, 

He lifted his head and our eyes met, 

A stare, a smile... one can't forget,

In a world of digital wrecks, 

A man of few words and depth!