Just 13 Poem by Indranil Bit

A lone walk and I find you, ..you are a stranger to me.
My heart enthusiastic enough, ..As if you are a hidden treasure.

I sew a conversation with you, ..an effort to get acclimatized.
Till the time I get bored of you, ..I simply threw you with your memories.

Tis happens everyday to me, ..I think you are a story, I the storyteller!
Till I get horribly disappointed, ..You are just another passerby stranger!

So my thirsty story still waits, ..To bloom afresh in light of day.
With all words drawn closer, ..to make a phrase shine better.