A Traveler
It’s the love
for nature that makes me a nomad
I could belong
to none for reasons boundless
What could
hold me back, left on its own
The heart
seeks companionship in the moments of weakness
And it all turns
out to be the same story I lived in the past
What my soul
truly seeks is not one being or one place
It’s the
excitement of knowing their wonderful stories
Meeting distinct
humans and be part of their journeys
They may
forget my name or how do I look like
But end of the day i get to touch so many lives
The joy of
meeting and the pain of parting ways
If not a traveler
who else get to live emotions so deep
So less we
actually need to live and survive
Nature has
it all; I am done with the damn grind
Life is too
small and the universe is so enormous
This adrenaline
rush, it keeps me alive
V V Lovely !!! Your style is amazing, Khushbu.
ReplyDeleteYou put in delicate poetry the feelings of the heart. So precise & yet subtle
Thank you so much
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