Simply Strangers Are Poem by Mahfooz Ali

Simply Strangers Are



Strangers are strange that way
calling you by name
then call you names
and with a handshake
tuck you back in...

supplying a place
to hang
that tattered hat
when you thought
the hat stand was gone...

in that way—
it is perfectly strange
how strange but perfectly perfect
simply strangers are... stranger...

Thursday, January 22, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: stranger
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Mahfooz Ali

Mahfooz Ali

Lucknow (U.P.) India
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