Feb 12, 2009

A Stranger From My Land...


A stranger from my land,
Not once but twice put
forth a hand.

The conversation from day end to a new day,
brought us close and wished this day would never end.
By at the end i knew i would never get such a friend.

I didn't see and didn't realize what lies beneath his face,
And when i did i felt a nexus and wished to embrace.

But when he'll leave and go on with his life
I will like a stranger here and so on in my life.

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