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Strangers...

A dwindling mind -
Thousand questions with thousand and one probable answers,
Although they have no motives or purpose
Scribbled thoughts, unfinished conversation
Unwanted confessions that too a stranger
It was as easy as ................
She stood strong - with all wrapped feelings
She studied the behaviour
She observed the smoke in the room
Yet a secured sense thrived her mind
She spoke like a celebrated champagne just opened
The listener was all but patient
Although she believed all...... yet she questioned all
Tried to scrutinise minute details
stranger strange to all remained himself
Stripping all the doubts and fears
All she did was accepted it to be this way
The dwindling mind is still dwindling..
Yes now with some more thousand questions
This time this questions had motives and purposes to serve
She felt light and younger with burden of a purpose called love
She felt to turn the earth round - just to make it picture perfect
She was the thirst quenched in the strangers embrace of trust
They moved- but together -with a hope
A hope that this wont be an unfinished poem down the years
It would ba story worth reliving by the listeners....
The wishlist and expectations might see some light then....

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