Familiar strangers

(All poems in school days’ Rhymes section were written in school days. This one is close to heart, reminiscent of that shy boy. Boys or girls, the shy have it hard. This poem was inspired by my reality, yet social consciousness and international Amity are underlying. )

Mysterious is the lure of the past,
though all early memories were lost,
when saw her the other day,
memories long forgotten held sway;

knew each other, yet none seemed to bother,
been together, seldom spoken,
this one of my dream wing’s many feather,
so many then, to rule heart no single Queen;

a heart wide as sky, needs many to lean,
when together under same roof,
learning lessons of life, was aloof,
wall between, to break, not too keen;

being shy, unheard went heart’s cry,
takes time to open wings and fly,
in full flight my magnificence seen,
yet what girl has patience to be so keen;

inhibitions posed many an obstacle,
which together might have been a tackle,
crushes last long than love, in end all lost,
forgotten such passion of the past;

at horizon, the sky and the sea,
so close they seem, yet so far apart,
so is the case of people’s heart,
of same roots, yet towards war glee;

like blades of same scissors,
cause each other pain and tears,
unwanted are these brothers,
for humanity and love who cares;

to deal with unknown strangers,
may possess several dangers,
but confusing the presence,
of familiar strangers;

heart yearns unity to go to past glory,
who knows what ends the sad story.

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