The Dream Stranger

Normally when you meet a stranger,
You just see and forget her,
You don’t give it a second thought,
But what when you ought to….

I saw her on Monday,
Nobody spoke but it made my day,
Our eyes just met once,
But it never felt like once…..

She had worn the typical business attire,
But she was filled with fire,
She was reading a book,
I started drawing her in my notebook….

Eyes like pearls,hair like a flowing symphony
Body handcrafted in God’s company,
For a moment she felt perfect,
But then it can’t be correct….

She smiled and the time froze,
But for me it never unfroze,
I felt like its unreal,
It was so surreal….

Her station came and she got down,
Then my mood went down,
But as the tube started moving,
She looked back and started smiling….

Her smile made me smile,
Which went on for a mile,
But in my heart I never stopped,
Now Whenever I close my eyes I see her around….

I never saw her again,
But she is always in my brain,
Whenever I feel bit down or sad,
I remember her and she makes me glad….

5 comments on “The Dream Stranger

  1. riya malhotra says:

    gud 1… 🙂

  2. Gud one yaar……mast hai…
    But one question kaun hai yhe ladki…..itni pyaar bhari baate?
    Tu uudhar jaake bigadh gya hai….

    Aunty uncle sent u der to study nain matakke karne nhi….lol

  3. aditi says:

    superb yaar……

  4. akanksha says:

    ahemm aheemmm…. nyc nyc… 🙂

  5. amit yadav says:

    aaaahhhhhhhhhhhh pratik kya sahi hai yar……..ausum………tooo kul ..

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