When i walk alone in the crowd,
people see me, i see them,
Some see with an angry face but i see them with a smiling face,
Some don't know me by name but by face and the same is with me,
Some are friends but some like a friend,
Others are just friendly stranger in the journey of my life.....
But the Sun rises and sets with my life moving on,
Either by seeing their angry faces or by showing them my smiling face.....
©zahid11
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