Stranger Poem by VIPINS PUTHOORAN
Stranger
He was a fallen star to a fairy-land,
Caged by the shadow of lonliness
Where he yelled for light in his mind
To break the veil of strangeness,
To break his cursed sadness
O ne'er he reached in the shore of happiness;
As a silent nomad, with his broken dreams
He wandered through unknown streams
Of hopelessness and misery,
Rolling the beads of time in his life's rosary
No one can bear the pain of being a stranger
No one will want to be in danger
By accepting an unknown to their home
No one wants to breake the dome,
Of peace of their heart's shrine
Yes, I'm a stranger to your world
When heart is open to accept it breaks a words, close a door...that word is stranger, and the door is distrust...when you welcome something to come inside call it as pure as the wind sound, sure it will feel you calm..and let they stranger changed when it receive your windy welcome so they will stand for always, and always there for you..Vipins, it such a beautiful poem! ! give u all mark as u want_Unwritten Soul
Our moments of stardom tend often not to last. Whenever I rise a bit on the social or professional ladder, I pray to our Creator to let me remain humble, not to climb the pedestal but to keep my both feet on the ground. If we choose the pedestal, the fall can be hard. It can be really difficult to recover. Loneliness can be huge but if we manage to count our blessings, there is always a new friend just around the next corner. Let us really start a kindness revolution and make the situation in the cartoon, described in my poem, a firm yes, a warm reality. You have written another fantastic thought provoking poem, Vipins. I really enjoyed reading it and it made me reflect. Well done. Hans
Wonderful, truly magnificent! Strangers to some situations of different people, and yet, when it comes to love we are strangers no more. A very universal feeling!
wonderful! the way the words just flow together, its like they were suposed to be that way anyway! magnificent, nice poem.
He wandered through unknown streams...../// Rolling the beads of time in his life's rosary....Beautiful lines! ! A good poem!
we are all strangers to each other, we are all strangers to other things also, we do know only the appearance and not the reality.A very good poem i like it.
A very interesting and beutiful writing. insight on what it is to be a stranger - something no one wants to be. Voted 10.
Well written Vipins.. Rolling the Beads of time in life's rosary.. That was a cracker!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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12/6/2025 7:09:12 PM # 1.0.0
amazing in thought evolvation.