Outsider - Asked In

Glass doors slid open,
Warm hands reached out,
Open in invitation,
Sympathetic no doubt

Come join in our revelry,
There’s room for another,
The more the merrier,
You no longer are a stranger

Stretched out before the fire now,
You watch the embers glow,
You are one with the crowd now,
With serene radiance aglow

So you think you belong now,
Did you finally arrive?
Is this what you dreamt of,
Do you now feel alive?

For soon the merriment ends
And reality intrudes,
Friends of the night,
Strangers, past brief interludes

© Pragya Thakur