Two stranger eyes

Two eyes meetStrangers are they bothThe gaze stay a bit longerEach mind sees and knows Each eye mirroringthe person insideBoth sad and forlorn withinWhat the cloths failed to hide No recognitionNone of the worldly relationsThe fleeting moments,Were their only connections In the intersecting momentsTwo lives convergedtwo forlorn eyes connectedNo rich no poor The moments passedTwoContinue reading “Two stranger eyes”