The encounter

I was walking among the crowded streets

looking for particles of your smile,

unaware that far beyond the horizon,

time has frozen my world.

The echo of your steps,

one by one resounding in my heart,

One step forward,

and two steps deep into the mist,

I heard someone called my name.

It wasn’t you.

Someone stole your smile.

It wasn’t me.

Your smile wasn’t there on your lips.

Nothing reached me.

You and your smile reached your destination.

And I, never did.


From among the crowded street,

your voice echoed among the mist.

I know, I know,

you were there, here,

right at that moment in time,

and as the mist cleared,

and the faces appeared

on that crowded street,

I was,


your smile was there no more.

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