Crossing Streets Never Meets ..

A Poem by Rajwa

One People In A Million I Can't Help Wanting To Know Those Millions..

In this big world people comes people go
I pass by a million kinds and wonder how small is my mind..
a window here a window there, an open lamp and a closed curtain..
I wonder as i pass this road what's on those people's thoughts..
some are crying some are dying some are smiling some are flying..
tons of worlds in a one big world i live in a small piece of it..
I wish I could know the cheers..
their lifestyle captives my small nosy heart..
leaves me wondering what's behind every window in this street..
till the doors open and I enter my small room behind my tiny window..
& live In my world & fantasize about theirs ..