Have you ever met a stranger on a train and felt arbitrarily inclined to strike up a conversation with him or her?
Or maybe it was that boy standing in a corner by himself at a party.
Or maybe even that lady sitting next to you at the dentists' office.
Personally, I like meeting new people. I love making new friends. In a way; I like to tell myself that I have succeeded in interacting with the unknown. It's like a glimpse of a parallel universe before I lose it to Reality- life goes on and people move on. I guess new people and friends let you be who you want to be, there are no pre-set notions about you. It's like the world is giving you another chance to be YOU.
How do you smell sounds-
or taste colours,
or listen to nectar?
How do you fly like a bird
over the rainbow?-
When truly you are shackled to the Earth.
You look in the eyes of a Stranger
Windows to a different world,
Portal to a parallel universe.
Oh what secrets do they hold?
Listen to the voice of the Stranger-
Telling you stories of a faraway land.
Speaking of things from here and there,
Of stars that o'er his head spanned.
Feel the love and woe of that Stranger.
Love for his damsel in distress,
Hatred for the reality that separated them-
And remorse for not being Beholder of that longing caress.
Finally, accept the Stranger for all he is
For you; a stranger- unaware
Owe something to him after all:
Your place in his life as a Stranger.
He lets you smell sounds,
taste colours,
listen to nectar.
He lets you fly like a bird
Over the rainbow-
Releasing you of your shackles to the Earth.
To him you can be anything, anyone at all.
Isn't he 'Stranger!' for you to call?
Or maybe it was that boy standing in a corner by himself at a party.
Or maybe even that lady sitting next to you at the dentists' office.
Personally, I like meeting new people. I love making new friends. In a way; I like to tell myself that I have succeeded in interacting with the unknown. It's like a glimpse of a parallel universe before I lose it to Reality- life goes on and people move on. I guess new people and friends let you be who you want to be, there are no pre-set notions about you. It's like the world is giving you another chance to be YOU.
How do you smell sounds-
or taste colours,
or listen to nectar?
How do you fly like a bird
over the rainbow?-
When truly you are shackled to the Earth.
You look in the eyes of a Stranger
Windows to a different world,
Portal to a parallel universe.
Oh what secrets do they hold?
Listen to the voice of the Stranger-
Telling you stories of a faraway land.
Speaking of things from here and there,
Of stars that o'er his head spanned.
Feel the love and woe of that Stranger.
Love for his damsel in distress,
Hatred for the reality that separated them-
And remorse for not being Beholder of that longing caress.
Finally, accept the Stranger for all he is
For you; a stranger- unaware
Owe something to him after all:
Your place in his life as a Stranger.
He lets you smell sounds,
taste colours,
listen to nectar.
He lets you fly like a bird
Over the rainbow-
Releasing you of your shackles to the Earth.
To him you can be anything, anyone at all.
Isn't he 'Stranger!' for you to call?
Amazing work, Avanthika!
ReplyDeleteThis is so on point and relatable, I really loved it :)
ReplyDeleteI was able to relate to this literary piece like I'm speaking from my heart......wow!
ReplyDeleteYes when you "really" analyse life, aren't we all a part of the one energy force.So I have always connected with people...."strangely"!!
Keep writing Avanthika...you give words to the unspoken feelings of millions !
Wow Avanthika this is really nice and as I was reading this poem, I couldn't help but notice the striking similarity your personality has with that of the person whose point of view you have written in. :)
ReplyDeleteInteraction with Strangers offers a restart button, albeit momentary, could be life changing.
ReplyDeleteThis is beautiful!
ReplyDeleteAvanthi you brought out a whole new perspective in meeting a stranger. nice one:)
ReplyDeleteInteresting perspective of a stranger. A whole new point about talking to them. This is beautifully relatable... :')
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