The wanderer
The little wanderer
sneaks out of the subconscious,
picks up the abandoned thought-roads,
building the rest on its own,
puts them all together.
The aimless wanderer,
walks, flies, travels far.
Along the way, meets a few,
that the soul longs to.
The secret keeper,
Unashamed, turns into a secret whisperer,
shares loud laughs.
Sounds of the racing beats
shakes the conscious dweller out of slumber.
Bound by contracts, the wanderer,
prepares to rush back home.
This time, they exchange a smile.
The hopeful soul ponders,
marvelling at the final composure
of undeclared lovers.
Poetry by existence
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Written on 2016-04-04 at 08:52
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