Thursday, January 24, 2019

Thank you Stranger.

I write poems inspired by moments, people and expressions.  One such was an inspiration by a beautiful stranger.  

I was in a library reading one of my favorite books. 

I turned aside to see her reading a book.  The sight of her reading book seemed beautiful.

She seemed elegant. She seemed attractive. 

I took out the book, pen and scribbled the poem. 

I write a lot of poems as such but never shared with any. This time, I wanted to share with her. Tell her that she's the reason for this poem. 

No intentions to hit on her. No intentions to start a conversation with her. I wanted to share my poem and thank her for inspiring. I went on and said, "Hi, I'm a poet. I saw you reading a book here and got inspired and wrote this poem. This is for you."






Surprised face. And she walked away with the poem. 


I didn't want to have a conversation. Didn't want to give her any wrong vibes.  I walked and started to move out. 

Before I moved out, she returned walking towards me with a big smile saying, "You know what! Today is my birthday and this is the best thing I've received. Thank you. Thank you so much!

I'm surprised now. 

Happy.

Happy for making her birthday memorable. And I walked away saying. "Wow. That's amazing. Hope this made you happy. Happy birthday."

I do not know her name. I do not know her. But I remember her face. I remember the wide smile and the surprise she gave. I'm glad to share happiness with her. Thanks, Stranger. 

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