Eyes meeting by Brownian chance
A smile! A sneer!
You greet me!
Yet dear friend
Will you ever know me?
My look, my words
The color of my skin
My class; my company
My wealth; my wisdom
All of these, are but mere a camouflage!
If you can see the world with my
eyes
Feel it, with my consciousness
Live with me, this ephemeral
experience of so called life
Even then, dear friend
Will you ever know me!
Down the street! Eyes meeting in
a judging glance
You may smile! You may sneer
But Oh! Blessed friend!
Will you ever know me!
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