Strangers, till then…
We were strangers till then
Despite having known each other
For very many years
We were stranger till then
Despite meeting every day
And talking very much
We were strangers till then
Though no one who saw us
Would say so
And then it happened
A common grief, a common loss
And opened up the lovely little heart in you,
Through your words
We were strangers till then….
On what could have been
When she was small,
When her nascent brain
Didn’t have adult conditioning…
She was an artist
Who would draw out her story
She was an actor
In every day play
She was a singer,
Of popular songs, shouting through the roof
She was a story teller
Passing of fantasies for real life experiences….
She was a dreamer
Looking at bejeweled night sky…
She was a bunch of possibilities
Today, she is a designation….
PS: I love to write....good or not..theres no stopping me. I really wanted to get back my scribbling and came up with these two. Not very impressive, but well, i have made a beginnign again and i really want to keep writing more and more..
:)
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