Sunday 17 January 2016

The Traveler

Again I find myself on the threshold
Poised to move on
From a land well known
To one unknown
Cause life goes on.

This isn’t a games new to me
I’m a traveler, you see
The unknown doesn’t scare me
I know it well and it knows me.

But each time I start a fresh
Each time I cross the line
There’s a part of me left behind
Left with the people I call mine.

But I can’t forsake this journey of mine
So all I do is move on and look behind.

1 comment:

  1. Beautiful ISH...
    Its srsly one of d best poems u hav written.....
    #icanrelatetoit

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