We touch <br />Shoulder to shoulder <br />Hundreds of strangers and me <br />My eyes <br />Don’t memorize their faces <br />But my ears <br />Listen their words <br />Talks and discussions. <br />Don’t blame them <br />For eavesdropping <br />They just listen <br />To the pace <br />Of the lonely roads <br />And busy minds. <br />Some footsteps hurry <br />Some are slow <br />And wheels zoom by <br />Strangers they are <br />Different faces and new words <br />Setting new energy <br />To everyday life.<br /><br />Roopa Menon<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/strangers/
