Hi..just wrote my first post birthday poem for 2016.
So here goes..
Passersby....
By Kuheli Roy aka Kasak
Indeed it would be queer to cross paths without a glance,
Committing the other to memory.
Not a word spoken, no dream shared,
Just a series of random coincidences for meetings they know not they have had.
Or do they?
In that split second of passage,
Who knows what's in store for them.
For they have shared more than it may so seem to the mundane - time,
No matter how short it may be or long enough for destiny.
Isn't time relative?
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