What a delight it might be
For a good sight to see
Two perfect strangers
To the playful hands of time
Stranded unexpectedly
One is reserved
To a world unknown
While the other is wise
And loquacious, yet
Time is tricky and playful
Had it been known
She would have stopped
Had it been known
He would have kept his distance
Again, time is tricky and playful
He is a traveler, a citizen of the world
She is a wanderer, an island in a crowd
But for the world they once shared
And for the beliefs they had in common
Nothing seems to be impossible
And now, in a single twist and turn
All she had is a wishful thinking
That their worlds would collide
And for another chance of time
They will live in the same world again
He is a traveler, a citizen of the world She is a wanderer, an island in a crowd- a beautiful poem. lovely. dev
And now, in a single twist and turn All she had is a wishful thinking That their worlds would collide And for another chance of timelove They will live in the same world again.......... dreams, fantasy, love... a wonderful poem.. thank u for this poem dear poetess. tony
The beauty of poetry is in the articulation, penning and insight. A well articulated piece of poetry nicely penned with insight. A lovely poem indeed. Thanks for sharing Ida. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A nice poetic imagination, Ida. You may like to read my poem, Love and Iust. Thanks