Familiar Strangers

by jaysoni2895

Sometimes we just look

In the water of past

But we don’t realise

We are always half

Sometimes we look

At the past

And try to recall every moment

Of that

Of that golden moment

Whether it was our friends

Or our beloved
We strive day and night

To have a glimpse

We strive everyday

So that the present

The present becomes the past

But nothing changes
Though one of us

Remains the same

But the other one changes

We live the present

As if it was the past

But it’s sad

The world

The world changes

We peek, we contemplate

No more

No more as companions

But as strangers
In this beautiful world

In this populated world

the worst thing is

Before THEY and I were us

And now we are nothing

Nothing more Than STRANGERS
Though in this vast world

There are strangers

But the good thing is

All these are


All these are

~ Jay Soni