For years I have walked in these lanes
I know each brick and each pane
The same paths and the gardens
But today I am a stranger in the town
I see the same faces
Same people, same personalities
Walking, talking, stopping, scheming
I say hello and move on
Because today I am a stranger in the town.
I want you, I feel you
I desire you, I admire you
But today when I see you
I pretend otherwise
As today I am a stranger in the town
The concept of severing yourself from familiarities is fascinating and familiar to me. It can be a strange feeling.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
feelings expressed nicely, , , thanx for sharing