strangers
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Life is big long emotion
It’s an unpredictable roller coaster
Sometimes people fall off the ride
They don’t land on their feet
While others are just fine
Sometimes we smile at strangers
A phone book full of numbers
Of relatives I barely know
And friends, who barely know me
The plumber who fixed my faucets once
The electric company and
Random strangers
But who are useful in some way
Hello…
I don’t know you-- you don’t know me.
How about we bridge the gap of strangers?
You are something new
Someone my life never had before
But the moment it did
I knew I wanted more of you
You who I’ve always been told to ignore
My body was a vessel for the male ego,
An instrument of pleasure and of sexual gain,
Until a sensory angel came into my life
And turned sex into love again.
No two strangers
as strange as they be
will ever as strange,
as you, or as me.
We may walk different ways
with distance between what we believe,
but we might never quite grasp
In the lonely streets and busy highways,
I pass by wondering which way you wish to go
What pain you carry in your heart,
What story burdens your mind
And what lesson you are learning from
The great American eclips
was supposed to be the end of the world.
I spent it at work.
One o'clock rolled around,
And the world turned into a graveyard.
All the workers shuffled outside to see.
You’d think with all the people in a room
two people would never even notice each other.
You walk by so many people daily that it’d just be
amazing to notice one person above the rest.
"Where have all the warriors gone?
So loyal
So true
So bold
Where have all the fighters gone?
So tired
So deep
So cold
Where have all the soldiers gone?
Their stories
As I look at you
You look at me
We say nothing
We stand there quietly
Like strangers that meet on a busy street
As a thousand days pass by
We still don’t speak
Isn't it strange how we can have so many friends, yet feel so alone?
Isn't it strange how someone we know can become someone we knew?
When we met
you told me you loved me.
The people were passing
in an unusual rush.
The mood was like when someone falls down;
as if God pressed pause for a second to breathe.
Everyone you meet -
the ones that you avoid-
these people are your reflection.
See yourself as they see you,
Would you be welcomed or Rejected.
It didn't seem so scary and so hard when I was little, then what seemed like a dream became a nightmare, no...and night terror.
One,two
We buckle our shoes.
Three, four
We walk out the door
Five, six
We reminsce
Seven, eight
It's getting late
Nine, ten
We do it again
Open your eyes
No longer close
Lives pass by each other, but never look up or notice
No longer each other's focus
Out of reach
Out of touch
No longer know
Strangers living in alternate universes
My scars are small but yet hurt so much From crying , to cutting, to fighting Too knowing what I have become My whole life I was always told I was nothing Do to me not getting your love...
You gotta love strangers,
Especially the ones that
Stare at you with hungry eyes and
Remind you that you’re beautiful
In the most inappropriate ways—
Reminded you that
Miss me like small wishes that never met the skys because hands were too small to deliver minds and hearts felt. Miss me like prayers that didn't reach the heavens because eyes got heavy and pillows caught heads.
Strangers, begining to speak to one another
Acquaintances, talking regularly
Buddies, begining to hang out together
Friends, telling each other secrets
Best Friends, doing everything together
My problem is that a love a lotI love an abundant amount of peopleFrom family to friendsTo strangers I met just onceSo I suppose I say I love you too muchBut I believe love comes in many forms and levels
I remember the storm outside. Its raging winds beat up against the house. The family was due back hours ago. So I will wait a little longer.
I see their faces
permanently pressed into my mind.
We oft spoke different languages,
but there was a connection
and I still see their eyes,
their watchful eyes,
their smiles and wrinkles
