As i stroll on the sidewalk
I see faces so blank, so obscure.
I ask this question
Am I stranger in the world?
Will you talk to me?
Will you understand me?
will you hold me?
Will you embrace me?
or Am I still a stranger in the world?
You came, you listened
you kissed, you hugged
you broke, you left.
For you,
I bacame a stranger in the world.
And now you want to come near
My heart is filled with nothing but fear
My mind is numb and flooded with secrets
But I am happy, I have no regrets
Because I am still a stranger in the world.
S.E.R.E.N.D.I.P.I.T.Y
3 years ago
hey u can be gud poet..
ReplyDeleten i mean tat..
n just for this u hv to look more for such things n ur papers in ur drawer :P
i juss so luv dis 1.....
ReplyDeletety ty .. but u only loved the poem :( :P
ReplyDeleteTrue...life is very mysterious..everyone is stranger in this world..
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