The Arcadia of Strangers

Their is a Stranger inside each and everyone of us who thinks that nobody in this world is a stranger

This is a day dream
which I used to see when I didn't sleep
The dawn would never fade
Strangers used to rise from the deep.

And now I find myself
In a sea of stranger tides
surrounded by a million faces
who just walk pass with long strides.

I wallowed my way
through the boulevard of velvet hue
seemingly unnoticed
for I was a stranger too.

A stranger lives inside of me too

One that I did not knew

He saw the beauty of the strangers

and now he presents me the view

But I will have to walk alone
tracing my way through the constellations
With the shadow of my own cult
far from all the allegations...

Author's Note

What do you think of this?

Reviews

[Manpreet]

But I will have to walk alone
tracing my way through the constellations
With the shadow of my own cult
far from all the allegations...

A very well thought out piece ,perfect word use

[MOON]

Beautiful poignant write , the stranger inside us too.

[The Refined Poet]

this is an excellent write...

[Balkaran Sidhu]

Thank you so much :)

[quinfinn]

the last two lines are incredible, i really liked this poem...truly, this is how to touch the reader with your thoughts

[K-mo]

This is really nice

[Steven Cash]

I like it

What's Arcadia tho?

[Marie]

I think Arcadia is something like Paradise...an ideal...

[Steven Cash]

gotcha, thanks!

[Dr. Wood ?]

i think we all have another self inside...

whether it is merely a different EYE that sees beyond some things that might be an obstacle, i do not know...Deja vu comes from somewhere, we all experience it but no-one has as yet explained it

[Balkaran Sidhu]

u pretty much summed up for me

[Anonymous/Anjaan ( Yash..]

Ur answer Sirjee : The words u used are just mesmerizing ...Good...!