The Perfect Stranger

The Perfect Stranger short poem

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Just yesterday a stranger walked by
“Hello,” he echoed to me
And all I did was simply smile
A few more lines he did say
I did not mind, for a stranger he was.

He came close and said to me
“Your smile is less bright, for a lady so fair”
He was right, the smile was fake.
But I could not say, for a stranger he was.

It’s been two months from that day
The sky is beaming with light from left to right
Happiness is all my face can say
For that stranger I met has made me complete.

Just yesterday a stranger walked by
With a name like what flows in a stream
It’s not a dream, it is real
A part of me is the stranger I met.

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Grace Opolot A

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Each day u live, u meet new people. Some wil stay others wil just pas by yo lyf. They may hurt u aswell. But be wise enough to know that in a world so small, we need one another. Forgive those that hurt u and respect those that stay.
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Ravindran Govindaraju
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# In our life some are passing clouds ,
and a few are impressive mass.
Showering a flowers in our life to bare !..Last stanza unveils our veiled mask
..” The part of me I met is the stranger in me ” .Poetic Truth..
Thank you Grace Opolot A

Mahrukh Ali
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A very interesting title and a very intriguing poem. Love meets us in the most strangest forms ever. Your poem perfectly defines the feeling one goes through before you call the stranger a part of you.

Namulindwa
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great poem indeed.reminds me of my perfect stranger

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