"Xeno"
Layers of masks plastered like relic,
Being yourself is forbidden in public,
Scared to be judge for who you were,
Yet finding comfort in being a stranger,
The smallest unit of affection,
Desired through human connection,
Through glances or unexpected gestures,
Typically exchanged between passing strangers,
Eye contact that can ceased blinking,
A peripheral glimpse of them smiling,
Unexpected shared laugh by coincidence,
Or returning their kindness with confidence,
The obscene feeling of understanding,
Even though you only knew them through observing,
It's like fate brought you together,
But to pass by and not stay forever,
Just by a split-second of seeing eye-to-eye,
It's like you knew them before being a passerby,
Your worst hater is someone you once knew,
Your greatest supporter is a stranger you never knew,
Just a quick glimpse of your mysterious soul,
Found beauty and strength behind your xeno wall,
Even if I'll never meet you again,
Dear stranger, don't forget to try again.
-lylefaygandia-
Note:
•Xeno•
-comes from the Greek word "xenos", which means "stranger".
"Your worst hater
is someone you once knew,
Your greatest supporter
is a stranger you never knew.."
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The Poetry of Obscure Sorrows
Poesía"Her 3 am thoughts turned into poems.." This is an original collection of poetry inspired by pro-caffeinated binges, insomnia and the dictionary of obscure sorrows.
