Stranger
Stranger
When I first met you,
I had yet to face you,
Memories dug deep,
Presented as a heap,
Resemblance of me,
Your semblance deceived,
Ungrateful eyes,
And a fateful life,
Stories untold,
And memories unfold
A gaze and a stare,
Within the rage and despair,
Two strangers meet,
And sane they leave,
To horizons unseen,
And boundaries within..
Copyright © Shambhavi Shandilya | Year Posted 2020
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