Parents told us,
'Do not talk to strangers.'
This might be your reason,
For we do not talk to strangers.
However no one said,
'Do not talk to friends...
Like strangers.'
Maybe this is your reasoning,
Reasoning for,
The two word conversation,
The four letters... apostrophe.. 's'.. than space,
Follow with the direction of the sky.
Yes, the sky no one forgets,
Not the cry everyone forgets,
Cry that leaks out of the mouth,
When friend begs for acknowledgment,
But heavens no we forget to mock,
The heavens when we reply.
The worse of it.
Worse than walking by,
By without a reply,
By without a bye,
Even that is not the worse,
You turned a loaded question into white noise,
That is not The worse.
The worse offence of this noise,
That you talk like i am a stranger,
You talk down five years,
You talk down tears,
You talk down cheers,
Worse of all i let you,
Worse of all i have committed,
This misdemeanor and given in.
I went back on my word,
I talked to a stranger,
For i turned my buddy into one.
I asked 'What's Up' to you.
Now a changed asker praying,
For a stamp of approval,
Go ahead... return to sender.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem