A stranger

Stranger!

Who are you?

I don’t know you at all.

All these years,

I lived deluded.

A mirage I envisaged,

Lush green and crystal blue.

But sandstorms and stormy blizzards,

Blew away those grainy sands of my fancy,

Leaving behind a barren trail.

Nothing out of nothing!

It blew away those false charades,

A facade of stark reality shone.

I see what was unseen.

As I trudge into the sinking sands,

I know I walk alone.

Looking in disdain at the stranger,

It means no more!

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