The Nomad self; turns to people and places looking for its home abode

It doesn’t rest in beds or feel ease in bunkers

It’s not a progeny of someone, neither an accomplice or a mate

There are places it wants to fly to and be grounded again with the rain

It loves the journey more than it loves to be on the road

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The Nomad self; turns to people and places looking for a recourse

There is no peace in routine and no love in the mundane

There is a heart screeching and shrieking with uproar

It wanders to find love, lost in those once merry souls

The Nomad self; turns to people and places discovering where it belongs

There is mission in its heart and a song of its wonted resort

It wants to breathe in life and give out the love it deserves

It listens and creates music with waves touching the shore

The Nomad self; turns to people and places figuring out its way home

There’s a rambling soul, put to rest only through its own sojourns

Its looks for the sunshine but becomes its own light post

     It lives neither in the sky nor on the road

It lives in the feeling of being content within its wandering 5 feet abode

 The Nomad self; turns to the mirror making peace with its own soul!

~Nalini Dutta

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