The Soulful Atom

Reflecting over life through weird, crazy, ever changing, euphoric, absurd, confused and at times impartial lenses -a journey of curiosity and questions with my two alter egos.. as I try to fall out of the stagnation of instability.. or the desperate attempt to remain..

Impersonal Stranger

The sky looks on and the flowers watch the world go bye..
The trees sway to the routine tune of the winds..
Never noticed by anyone..
Never cared for..
I am a stranger and i feel like one..
As much as they are here..
I am a stranger and still i feel at home..
Just like they are..
The streets have so many names..
And yet they feel so impersonal..
Unwelcoming..
Never been touched by humans..
Neither feet nor the eyes..
They beckon me and yet dont take me in..
Do they feel scared too?
As i not do..
To welcome someone new..
To make them feel at home.
Do they fear being alone all over again..
Do the recognise my intentions..
Do they know of my plans to leave them alone..
That i crave to go back and yet wish to be loved by them..
The way i love streets back home..
Why do not they open up to me??
Why are the such impersonal strangers?
Dark and winding..
Long and never ending..
Beautiful as ever..
and yet so unreachable.. not reaching out either..
Why so impersonal?
Why ever the strangers?
Streets.. Impersonal strangers..

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