years ago,
I met a stranger
I accompanied her,
we had different eyes
But, the same set of dreams
the way we smiled was different
But how we cried was same

On an anonymous day
I found myself alone with cold heart
I was not with her,
I touched myself
I was dreamless
I wandered,
she forgot me or I forgot her
Finally I knew we forgot the dreams

Three years later,
The stranger is back in town
on a delighted dusk.
Destiny docked with the same sets of dreams
that we had forgotten years ago
I wish this night not to be over………..

8/22/2005, 7:34 AM