Today, a stranger called me “stunning”.
In that moment, I was stunned…
One word from a stranger made me feel again.
One word from a stranger made me smile again.
One word from a stranger made me blush again.
One word from a stranger made me look kindly upon myself again.
But also…
That one word from a stranger made me think of you again.
That one word from a stranger made me miss you again.
That one word from a stranger made me hear the echo of your voice again.
That one word from a stranger made me hate you again.
And because of that, I don’t believe that one word from a stranger.
Because of that, I don’t believe I’m “stunning”.
Because if I was “stunning”, I wouldn’t hear that one word from a stranger…
I would hear that one word… From you.
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GingaNinja (Pseudonym) (
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- Category: Reflection
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Comments1
So cleverly structured it deserves a fave. The repetitions in this poem give added power to it. Loved it
Thank you so much! Happy New Year to you!!!
You are most welcome and a Happy New Year to you as well
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