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Bee Nov 9
strangers in passing
nothing but a glance
tying us together
bound by the thought
of recollection
as if we had seen each other
somewhere before

i thought about
your eyes
the way they smoothed over
the jagged edges of my glare
soft undertones
amidst a dark sky

if only we were able to pause
instead of isolating ourselves
from getting too involved
not even sparing a word
towards one another

so we continue on
never knowing our fate
had our paths crossed differently
another night wasting away
street lamps only lit
to guide us home
Steven Frank Nov 4
Strangers on the street
Souls destined to meet
Eyes lock to greet
Faces expressionless for a beat
One smiles
The other a frown
Their connection fizzles
Without making a sound
Not a word is spoken
Nothing attempted to say
Expressionless they turn
Still strangers they walk away
So many missed opportunities to connect with others around us.
A zillion image of me rest in so many minds
I dare not swim into them

I have my own ocean to swim in
That connects me to the sea bed of my heart
The seat of my soul

For now this is my only intention
For now this is my only attention
For now this is the purpose I breath into life
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They watch you silently
Then judge you loudly

It’s laughable

They have so much to say about you
But nothing to say to you

It’s delirious

They have so much to say about you
But no relationship with you

It’s ironic

They have so much to say about you
outside the relationship
but not in the relationship

Its epiphanies

They have so much to say about you
But never held a conversation with you

It’s bizarre ~ hold on!
It’s their instincts? Ooh wait their six senses?

They have a problem with you
But don’t even hold your number

It’s comical
Wait! How did that possibly happen?

Creating stories in their minds of you
Confirming the stories into other minds
Spreading their impressions among a few

Then stories solidify into truth
in the eyes of a few
Now open to all as a matter of truth
Now all is open to accept as face value

Little do they know
I’m flattered by all their attention
Care little of all their perceptions
Unimpressed by all their expressions of me

Idle it all is to my essence

Meanwhile,
I'm glad to be a subject of entertainment
To fill the empty spaces of boredom in their life

I said it before but I’ll say it again
What you speak of others in their absence
Says more about the speaker than the subject

Thank you for being here
NwK
Selwyn A Oct 26
Whenever she opens her eyes, she writes poetry,
And with every breath, she pens dreams effortlessly.

Whenever she talks, the universe leans in to hear,
Whenever she thinks, she paints skies crystal clear.

Whenever she's near, my soul finds its beat,
Yet somehow, we're strangers, destined never to meet.
Jane Tinio Oct 24
In a world where strangers roam and strangers dwell
In a land of mystery, where stories do tell
Of encounters with those we do not know
How can we navigate, how can we grow

The stranger, a figure of unknown grace
In their eyes, we see a different face
They come from far and they come from near
Bringing with them all that we fear

But fear not, for there is a way
To deal with strangers, come what may
First, let us begin with a kind and open heart
For it is here that all relationships start

Approach with a smile, with warmth and with care
For kindness is a language that all can share
Speak softly, listen closely, show respect
For in doing so, you will gain their effect

Be curious, ask questions, seek to learn
For knowledge is power, and wisdom you will earn
Discover their story, their hopes and their dreams
For in understanding, all is not as it seems

Embrace their differences, their culture, their ways
For diversity is beauty, in a world ablaze
With hatred and fear, let us be the light
That shines bright in the darkest night

But also, be cautious, be wise and be wary
For not all strangers are honest and airy
Trust your instincts, your gut, your intuition
For protection is key in any situation

Set boundaries, be firm, do not be swayed
For your safety and well-being should never be weighed
Against the need to please, to be liked, to be kind
For in protecting yourself, peace of mind you will find

And if ever you find yourself in a bind
With a stranger who is unkind
Do not hesitate, do not delay
To seek help, to walk away

For there is strength in knowing when to let go
When to say no, when to say so
To protect yourself, your heart, your soul
From harm, from danger, from a stranger's hold

In the end, remember this, my friend
That dealing with strangers is not the end
But the beginning of a journey, a path
Of growth, of learning, of overcoming wrath

For in every stranger, there lies a story
A lesson, a message, a chance for glory
To connect, to empathize, to understand
To walk hand in hand, in a foreign land

So fear not the stranger, embrace them instead
For in doing so, you will be led
To a world of wonder, of magic, of grace
Where strangers are friends, in every face

And in dealing with strangers, you will find
A deeper understanding of all humankind
For we are all strangers in this vast universe
Searching for connection, for love, for peace.
"The reality breaks your expectations"
Malia Oct 17
I long to see me
As you do,
Entirely foreign and
Mundanely beautiful.
I wish to trace
The curves of my lettering,
Attempting to decode
A message I have already
Memorized.
I have already unraveled
All of my mysteries but you
Still startle at each creak
Of the floor, each squeak
Of the door.
Nevertheless,
That elsewise wonder
Is only reserved for
Strangers.
Elsewise:

adj. struck by the poignant strangeness of other people's homes, which smell and feel so different than your own—seeing the details of their private living space, noticing their little daily rituals, the way they've arranged their things, the framed photos of people you'll never know.
Heavy Hearted Sep 24
It seems that I have now become
Part of the cyber crowd,
The digital Audience, now a member
we read the words aloud.

I guess it's sort of flattering
To be considered, just,
Groups consist of individuals-
Statutes, bits of dust.

What signifies the differences
Like similie's as metaphor?
Weak wavering words, written wickedly  
Alliterate yet metaphorically abhorre

well, now knowing it's your birthday
Suprise's Celebration for
In 39 years, will you live it out?
From ***** to **** to *****



For Jason John Valhayes- wrote this this morning in the AM  before Facebook informed me it's actually your BIRTHDAY today too ***? There's my psychic ability acting up again how absolutely queeeeeeeeeeer of me!
Uzziah Ruffin Sep 12
A portion of the wall, concealed deceitfully,
A portrait framed, superficially free,
Yet its distance from truth, painfully clear to see.

A painted smile, deceivingly grand,
But the cracks in the facade, I failed to understand,
A puppeteer's trick, I was caught in his hand.

Beneath the illusion, hidden in the shade,
Chains of despair, with scars never fade,
Unable to voice the anguish, in silence I stayed.

The colors of the photo, a deceptive hue,
Gray like the lies, only tears stay true,
A facade that crumbles, revealing the blue.

A picture of a dream, forever unreal,
A happy family, love he can't truly feel,
On the wall, a tragedy concealed.

In that portrait, lies a departed soul,
A family fractured, the lies uroll,
A better version, I yearn to console.
i have been with you
                      a long time in my head
  
Once

you are near
                       my mind is clear
  
Blast!
Your look is assurance

i sense your gaze
i am old enough
                to not be careless
i fall back into place
i must hit the road
                to play ignorance

You are good
You are good
(eye to eye)

inner susurration:
i would trouble your path
 i would turbid your reason

                         You were forward to notice
                          the best possible situation




                                      Separation
more than couple but not lovers
The kindest
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