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That Stranger

That Stranger

A Poem by Devashish Kumar

With heavy breaths
Pounding heart 
Perspiring temple 
I woke up in the middle of the night.

Was it a nightmare?
Or what?

I looked at the watch.
3 AM it said.
I gulped some cold water.
And let my breaths settle.

I tried to sleep
But in vain. 
“I’ll take a walk.”
I said to myself.
“A bad idea!”

No sooner did my feet retort, 
I found someone’s still gaze upon me. 
I had never known him.
But something about him 
Seemed familiar.

Was he a colleague of mine? 
Or my milkman?
I smiled at him. 
He smiled back.

Forced smile, noticeably.
With unkempt long hair
Sullen abysmal eyes 
Wrinkles of stress 
Head loaded down
Wrapped in shabby clothes
Lost he was in his own thoughts.
He looked troubled.

Did he lose someone special?
I decided to talk to him.

I started to walk in his direction. 
He too moved in my direction. 
We kept moving towards each other
Until he crashed into the reality
And I, into the mirror.

© 2017 Devashish Kumar

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I got a nice chuckle for this piece. The suspence meter kept building right to the last twisted line.
Nice work


Posted 2 Years Ago

Devashish Kumar

2 Years Ago

thank you :)

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Added on July 5, 2015
Last Updated on December 11, 2017


Devashish Kumar
Devashish Kumar

New Delhi, Delhi, India