You stand a nobody
In my life.
And here I am
A nobody in yours.
You are a distant stranger
As
A stranger to you I remain.
I can not touch your soul,
as you cannot touch mine.
I cannot think your thoughts
As you cannot think mine.
But then the dreams in my eyes
Why I see them in yours?
It could be imagination,
Or plain crazy guess.
I know,
You stand a nobody
In my life.
And here I am
A nobody in yours.
You are a distant stranger
As
A stranger to you I remain.
I cannot hold your smile
In my lips
As you cannot hold mine in yours.
I cannot cry your tears
Neither can you cry mine.
But beyond the dreams
Why lie locked
In deep recessess of your mind
Those unsaid lines,
Which lie buried in mine.
It could be plain fiction
Or plain crazy guess.
After all,
You stand a nobody
In my life.
And here I am
A nobody in yours.
You are a distant stranger
As
A stranger to you I remain.-anjali
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem