girl in a bus

girl in a bus

i walked past the bus,i got a glimpse of her and

then that moment was gone.

her eyes silently spoke to me,

though the feeling were subtle.

i thought that was she just a character of that moment,

she played her role and left.

now will her memories haunt my mind for a day or two.

and then will i see another girl,who will leave me with the same hollowness.

i know it does not matter if i think of her or not once she is gone,

but i can not bear these every day withdrawals.

and then i realize a beautiful women is every men weakness ,

i am no special,i am just being played by nature.........

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mckbirdbks 5 years ago from Emerald Wells, Just off the crossroads,Texas

Great poetry. And great lesson to be learned. But you can also be special and be played by nature. It's complicated. Voted Up


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prashant angiras 5 years ago from shimla(india) Author

thanks for dropping by,i am glad to receive a comment from you..


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Frank Atanacio 5 years ago from Shelton

her eyes spoke to me.. yeah I like the write and that line up again and awesome


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Nell Rose 5 years ago from England

Hi, lovely poem, we see so many people in this way, and never get to know who they are, cheers nell


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prashant angiras 5 years ago from shimla(india) Author

Thanks Nell,yes very true we meet so many people in this way, i am glad that you left your comment.Take care Nell..


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Nellieanna 5 years ago from TEXAS

What a good thought! I like your poem!

I think the phrase "ships that pass in the night" applies to people, as well. Someone seems to make contact somehow for the moment - but it's fleeting.

Yesterday someone pointed out there was a new checkout line opening up so that I could get into it. Then he commented that with the heat, we need lots of water (I was buying bottles of water). Then when I went to my car with my things he was loading his into his pickup next to my car and offered to load my water into mine for me.

Nothing "big", but enough to take notice that another human being was sharing those moments, early in the day before the heat got too bad. I couldn't help but feel pleasantly about it for awhile that day.


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prashant angiras 5 years ago from shimla(india) Author

Nellieanna that's wonderful that he helped you and understood the essence of the my poem.these fleeting moments must be having some meaning,the meaning which we are not able to understand.


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Nellieanna 5 years ago from TEXAS

Perhaps just feeling the experience fully in the moment is the essential meaning. We probably spend too much of our present moments on rehashing the past or trying to forecast the future - and then on dissecting the present, too! If we really are IN our present moments fully - we glean the fullest value of each one. If there is more meaning to a chance meeting - it will appear in its time. Meanwhile you are right to enjoy it while it is real and bright in your experience and let it go and be ready for another.

Trust me, a lifetime - a LONG one - has taught me this. I enjoyed that gentleman's kindness and watched his pickup speed on down the street, heading toward his work site. He had lots of water and other beverages loaded up, so perhaps he had a crew of workers and needed to get there and get them started before the day heated up to 107, as it did later on yesterday. Or maybe he had a business with a drink dispenser he needed to get filled for the day's business. It's kind of fun to theorize about people whose lives we touch briefly.

My husband and I used to 'make up biographies' for other diners when we were out eating or sharing a line to get in somewhere with others. It stretches one's understanding of the many "other" personal, subjective realities going on simultaneously with one's own. Makes it easier to care about them, feeling more empathetic or interested. Doesn't mean we have to "hold on" to them or tamper with them in any way. They can be like the birds we like to see and the flowers we love to enjoy. If they are meant for more to us, - we'll find out!

You've captured that essence very well in your poem. We shouldn't be indifferent, nor should we hang on or want to possess. Just enjoying it is part of the richness of an observant and sensitive life.

:-)


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Rosemay50 5 years ago from Hawkes Bay - NewZealand

Those fleeting moments are special and often touch our lives in some way.

There is nothing wrong in asmiring beauty.


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Sneha Sunny 5 years ago from India

this was an interesting hub!! :-)


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prashant angiras 5 years ago from shimla(india) Author

I am sorry Rosemay50 that i read your comment after a week,but it was just because i had very busy schedule.thanks for leaving your comment...


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prashant angiras 5 years ago from shimla(india) Author

thanks Sneha Sunny for leaving your comment and sorry for the delayed response.


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nighthag 5 years ago from Australia

Ah the impression a passing glimpse can make this was beautiful


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Kamalesh050 4 years ago from Sahaganj, Dist. Hooghly, West Bengal, India

This is another good poem. Very Interesting! I shall read the others shortly.

Take care. Best Wishes, Kamalesh


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prashant angiras 4 years ago from shimla(india) Author

Thanks Nighthag for your comment,my apologizes for responding too late.


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prashant angiras 4 years ago from shimla(india) Author

Thanks Kamalesh for you comment and spending your precious time reading my hub.

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