Scent Of A Stranger

A waft of breeze touched my face. A puff of scent filled
my senses. You brushed my hand, Gently, as you walked passed.
I turned. Tranced. Bewitched.
My eyes followed. I saw you over those busy shoulders.
Your blue shirt. The Khakee pants. I Dazed!
I wondered. My heart wandered.
Will you care to spare a look at me? Am I benign enough to win your heart?
I wondered.
I didn’t care. I had felt your warmth. I was You! I Knew!
and so my heart wandered, I wondered!
What it would be to hold your hand and sit by the river,
to soak our feet with the cold water. to shed a few tears over your shoulders
to sleep a peaceful sleep in your arms.
I squandered.
All I know is that it is you! You are the One! You may
ignore, but I will keep
your scent, your warmth forever, in my soul.

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Shreya Das

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Many call me a feminist, a rebel! But I consider myself a 'Humanist'. I had my own phases of sorrow and challenges, but I still believe the world around can be changed, can be made beautiful for All! I love to express my thought and belief through my poems and essays and hope to make a difference in the readers' mind. I aspire to publish my work someday.
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Nikita Mehendiratta
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It’s a Beautiful Poem Shreya!! Catchy title made me look at this poem! As beautiful as your poem.

Geetha Paniker
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Beautiful!

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