stranger on the bus

[myself]

for a few moments

someone held my hand

in a crowded bus

never saw his face


i got out of the bus
i had reached my station

he remained in

or stepped out too

i don’t know


never met him before
never to meet him again

never to feel again

his hand on mine


never to know
who he was

never to recognize

him out of that crowd

just to hold someone’s hand

into the crowd

nothing more than that
and then to forever part


never exactly knowing
what it was all about


wondering if it was real
maybe it was just the crowded bus

which placed his hand on mine

but then there comes a firmer hold

which before getting any bold

i have to leave

to get out of the bus


hey stranger on the bus
how could i just leave

the feeling gently pass

never looking back?...


to have no image of you
only the feeling

of your hand holding mine?

[MollyBloom]

I like it: looking for meaning in a seemingly random experience. Maybe it's random: then again, maybe it could change your whole life.

[TrippinBTM]

on the one hand, it's kinda creepy, thinking some strange person is holding your hand. You don't know where those people have been! haha, kidding. I like the spin you put on it though, wondering about this brief connection you had just going about your life.

[stoney]

i liked it, i can relate to it, its like when you see somebody and you dont talk, but then you just think what could of happaned outta that, would it change my life?

great poem sis

[alex714]

I think it lacks a bit of depth. I think the occassion could be an opportunity for a poem but your wording was a little too simplified in my opinion.

[AcousticPeace]

i didnt expect that ending. but i did like it.just seemed like u could have sed more.

[myself]

Such an experience is superficial in itself. Short too. Before you can realize, it's over. There's really nothing more to be said about it.