The Stranger Poem by bikram baniya

She was on my fb frn list but we never had a chat.
i tried many times but was even afraid to poke at.
we study in the same college but i could just stand and stare.
see her walking in the basketball court as the air ruffles her beautiful hair.

she used to spread the brightness where ever she walked.
yes i always used to follow her with my eyes but i didnt stalked.
look at her smiling, talking with her frn from the table tennis hall.
my heart always insisted to talk n be frn with that stranger girl.

now, she is no more to me a stranger.
eventually i got a frn who i was looking for.
she is affable, amiable, polite and honest.
like a sweet tune produce from a piano by the pianist.

she just doesnt know what she has done for me.
she has even pushed me to the best that I can be.
To see u smile is to see the divine
This poem is for you, sweet friend of mine.