To a Stranger
- Mast Culture

- Oct 10
- 1 min read
By Isha Priyadarshani
God did drop me in your life as a clanger.
But who knew it would turn into a
pulchritudinous tangle . Unseen, yet felt
The new year eve had some spell . The fortune played it's part...
Some allusion of a divine start.
You made me feel out of harm's away... Like a stranger never felt like home, From home away.
Next life meet me a little sooner!
So, that drunk us can dance to a crooner. Until then,
Our paths may cross, or never meet, Yet somehow you remain complete, A stranger once, but now, so near- A piece of life I clasp most dear.
By Isha Priyadarshani



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