Strangers Poems - Poems about Strangers

From obscurity, strangers emerge like shadows of a forgotten dream at the break of day, vanishing like old dangers, whispering stories on the street of dreaming flowers, where each passerby becomes a ghost of light in the twilight hour, some exchanging sweet words, like echoes of bells in the evening breeze. By my porch, a blackbird sings summer symphonies...

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Strangers Date Lets meet as if strangers at the bus stop, she winked as she spoke You sit on the bench like any other ordinary bloke I will arrive with a red rose You with a white carnation you expose Like total strangers meeting for the first time Late if you wish, but I'll be on time You look with breathless anticipation,...

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Brought my daughter to physical therapy appointment She is filling out three long pages of paper work – front and back I am listening to other people’s conversations Learning about strangers keeps me in writing material My ears are as high as an alert rabbit as I listen to others I keep my head down, pretending I am not writing...

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Out of the mist of silence, strangers emerge, slowly fading into the midday light their steps rustle petals, and the flower-filled street stirs like an old dream. I let my thoughts drift, white, like a fluff of feather among tender shadows, I hear how the voices of passersby become the scent of apricots – then oblivion erases them. A...

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The moment I looked, the world was full of nameless strangers, And on a night when darkness sparkled, tears flowed silently, My eyes caught yours, as if I had found a hidden dream, I wished to sing your beauty with my gaze, a silent melody, I wished to write you with my lips, a story of desire and fire, I...

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Surrounded by strangers who love me. [Un]strangers made strange by pain. Words the same as always, the same as nothing, when nothing is the same. Lost and last to know; lost and last to love. I am the last one lost. For you cannot see even a bubble; once it is popped. Falling not flying. One lost, bloody word, like the lost...

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I am not a coward man de facto Who has lots of curiosity courageous With full of consciences in mind Having to retreat from girl strangers Who's looking for the Like-minded friends Being young and pretty excels diamonds They're attractive to distinct genres of men And making them pride while being faint I understand these be so-called romantic But...

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As the world turns and burns There are and always will be Those who care. (3/8/25)...

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Mother, father, you are the strange migrants who arrived before me, I see you moving away, for no home anywhere could complete us all, and strangely, now I am before you. Sister, brother, child, we never did know which way to go, or from where we arrived from. A family history is no more nor less...

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You promised love whatever the weather, That you will be with me without a break, In the hardest storm we'll be together. That there's nothing you won't do for my sake. You even said you'd die if I leave you. So you filled my heart with love to its brim And you made me to love you through and through. But now...

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Wednesday, 2025.2.5 at 06:36:00. This morning at M Central, The piano was yet available. To save time, I wipe the keyboard clean. Then a tall firgure, walked up to me. "There you are, we meet again". Immediately, I greeted him with a smile and a bow "Ohayo gozai maus. Today, I insist on hearing you play" He grinned and bowed back "Ohayo...

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Under the bridge of night, two strangers met, in a silence that seemed to halt time, Their hearts grew light, like a breeze caressing a calm and sleeping sea, Their gazes met, and silence turned into a profound understanding, A silent pact, like an unseen thread binding two souls lost in the night. They sat in silence, without uttering...

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In shadows deep, where twilight tends to creep, A tale unfolds, in Serling’s whispered tone, Of worlds unseen, where secrets often seep, And man’s true nature, chillingly is shown. A town asleep, beneath a sky so still, Its people blind to what the night conceals, For in the quiet, lies a...

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I don’t recall that first splendid moment Our meeting point is unknown to my mind I can still bring to thought your lovely scent Two perfect strangers so sublime But I have a life so no more of this I beg you to please leave me and forget On just a whim we discovered that bliss We must remain perfect strangers that...

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The confetti is multicolored Conversation is flowing Optimism permeates the restaurant New York’s ball has not yet dropped We wait in eager anticipation Strangers who come together once a year...

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