Sitting alone, in a room full of people,
Everyone interacting, keeping me aside,
I have conversations, in my mind.
I see the woman, with the pearl necklace,
She looked prettiest, to everyone,
Their undivided attention, was her fun.
I saw the old man, grumpy to be with many,
Wanted the importance, like the lady,
Was not ready to stoop, for his credibility.
I saw the Steward, in the corner,
Least interested, and did not bother,
Serving others was, his bread and butter.
In a distance, I saw a man,
Sitting like me, observant,
Thought he was copying me but, it was my mere reflection.
Like these, there are many more,
Thoughts somewhat, Meaningless sometimes,
but, I hear these voices in my mind.
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that was lovely. people watching is my most favorite pastime! 🙂