The Stranger Poem by Sitabz Garg

The Stranger



Stranger dont shy away
I heard you sing in the late late nights.
I am a Sleepless painter
I paint in the dark
You sang to the night
In some nights you sang to me too
I saw you once in yourwindow
silver with the moon
The smoke from your cigarette,
your gaze in the dark
Where were they heading?

Tuesday, July 17, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: darkness,loneliness,longing,lost,love,night,song
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