Strangers Poem by Kishor Pathak

Down the road of life we meet strangers

Some are aliens, some have names

Some turns out ghosts, some acts allies

Some acts selfish, some acts wise

Some stabs at back, some falls by grace

Some just listen, some makes you feel

Some makes you lose shine, some acts truly divine

Some takes things away, some just brings it back

Some acts brisk, some get you out of risk

Some hangs you by thread, some treats with respect

Some loose taste, some miss your face.

Some sets you up, some sets you free


Some makes you smile, some makes beats stop for a while

Some makes you lose, some makes you gain


Some makes you unlucky, some makes you pretty