To let go of my unknown rudeness
I held my hand out,
To shake with hers.
But when I touched her hand
I felt a familiar sensation
Warm yet odd....
She felt so familiar and yet so distant.
In an instant she felt rather same
To the concrete fall lady
For whom I had been waiting for...
"Have we meet earlier? "
Was the first thing she said
Exactly I also felt the same.
When I was about to speak
I felt her expression change,
She was smiling, very brightly
And more naturally....
As if we had know each other since a long.
I was happy yet afraid
What if I was someone,
She didn't care....
Well these were my imagination
And, my fear was all in vain.
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The Lady & Concrete Fall
PoetryWith a "thund" the concrete was on the floor and, she was in my arm... . . Days passed month ended Years came & gone And I felt as if my love story Will always be on hold.... What happens, if you will meet someone, for whom you were in long sear...
