Strangers.. - Poem by Chaitanya Dorwat
Strangers-too impolite a word for what we are,
two nameless faces, coming across more often
but in the midst of the low humdrum song our lives,
when we just stop, and hold each other's eyes,
thoes tiny little moments, our accidental trysts,
I love it when you find me, and get lost in my eyes,
when you hold yourself back walk a bit slower
but can not resist a slight smile,
and when our smiles resonate we walk away,
awaiting for the next coincidence,
If only I could read their mind we think,
a faceless story of two nameless faces....
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