A crowded place,
But yet a slient place,
Heard some whispering,
But not distracted...

A cool whether outside,
Can smell the perfume of soil,
Where the rain shed its drops,
Lost in the cool breeze,
But yet the smell of books grabed me into its lines....

Lost myself within this,
But a strange voice whispering my name,
Made me distract but yet staring,
Made me angry but also anxious,
Thought of moving away,
But the touch that stoped me by holding my hand,
Let me melt my angry and bought the smile back again....

This is not a stranger,
But was waiting for years to be united forever,
But circumstances made apart,
But my heart never let it apart,
Always holding and was waiting for his arrival,
Yet my hope and love brought us together....

Started with letters,
But became friends from strangers,
Days passed,
Became closed,
But lost eachother,
But yet waiting more than 8 years,
And finally again the stranger story started....

(wait for your love with your true heart and loyal, for sure it will come for you)

© Dhanalakshmi G