Two Strangers Poem by Aniruddha Pathak
Two Strangers
Seeing a man in dire state—
Miserable, lonely and ill,
A stranger asked with kind will,
You think I could help you, mate?
Oh sure if you so feel, friend,
Come, and hold my helpless hand,
In this moment out of mend
All I need is friend close to stand.
The stranger waited there a while
And later enquired how he felt:
‘Back from a barren soulless isle,
‘Never have I been better dealt.
‘And from humanity's lost link,
‘I have returned as if from brink'.
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Musings | 03.08.05 |
Close to stand! ! Hose of love, Nose of peace! Friendship. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
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4/24/2024 6:20:27 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Ah a 2005 poem, almost forgotten, even by me... Thanks for paying attention to it. And I fee the same way that wretched man did feel. You are a messiah to hold hand of this lonesome poem! Thank you so much dear EKL.