People Watching

Hello lovelies,
Well you see, I write poems. As cheesy and silly as it sounds they really help me release my emotions. I don't usually tell people about them. But a friend read this one and thought I should post it, as he thinks If I post my own poems It'll help you guys (my beautiful readers) feel more connected to me. 
So here it is, called "People Watching." I hope you guys like it. 

People watching
I sit as the day goes past,
Different people cross my path,
I sigh; take in the foggy, misty air,
Different people different soul’s different stories, I can’t help but stare
An old lady comes and sits next to me,
I suddenly felt the urge to flee,
But then she pulls out a cigarette and ignites it,
She’s not the kind of granny to sit around and knit,
The smell of her sweet perfume colliding with the tobacco stench envisions my mind,
And slowly, gradually stories start to unwind,
A war-wife, a foreigner, a mother, a grandmother, a girl, a woman, a sister and friend,
More and more options started to extend,
She may have found love,
She may have fought hard,
She may suffer hardship,
She may be alone,
She may have lost everything,
Possibilities run wild in my head, 
Just from her eyes, her soul I have read,
She’s experienced excitement, heartache, grief, happiness, and depression,
And then, around me, the air starts to freshen,
Purity and laughter,
And I know from hereafter,
I have been enlightened, 
My soul and eyes and spirit have been brightened.

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