Sunday, 28 September 2014

Can we be strangers again?


I love meeting strangers
For some strange reasons
With no expectations and 
Disappointments that follow
It allows the heart to flow
The way it wants
Without any wants
Of anything in return
There is a warmth in
Having a person as your company
No matter even if he is a stranger
When you are travelling alone
When you are trudging a path on your own
But this gayness doesn't last long
Your heart wants to experience
The joy again
But the next time you meet
You are no longer strangers
You have expectations
And impressions
Which will not always be met
The flower has withered

The stream has been polluted
Can we make the withered

Flower flower again?
Can we clean the stream
To make it innocent again?
Can we be strangers again?

This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda.

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