#PassingStrangers

In a busy lane, we cross so fast,
Strangers' faces, moments that last.
A nod, a smile, in the hustle and rush,
In the city's heartbeat, we feel the hush.

Each one carries dreams, hopes in their eyes,
Stories of laughter, and maybe some sighs.
For a heartbeat, we share the same air,
Then off we go, unaware, unaware.

Though we are strangers, our paths may align,
In the dance of life, we all intertwine.
A fleeting glance, a moment so bright,
In the crowd, we shine, like stars in the night.
© Nishmitha Kotian