Distant is the taste of the breeze,
The rustle of tranquil trees.
Bring me back some laughter please,
And wind the clocks to times of ease.
Arrested in our homes, and lost are the keys,
A plagued world, brought to its knees.
Smeared by uncertainty are days like these,
Panic in the streets with a single sneeze.
I wish to be someone who sees,
The thaw beyond this moment of freeze,
Until then, today is the only thing to seize,
A life worth living, fiery without a cease.
Vaibhav
I am a seeker of vibes,
A purveyor of hope,
A collector of sights,
That feed my soul.
I race towards destinations,
I flirt with destiny,
With only a backpack full of my ambitions,
I can wander endlessly.
The universe is infinite,
Perspectives further still,
But insatiable is my appetite,
So where shall we begin?
Vaibhav
In search of something surreal,
On the lookout for something divine,
My soul takes me places,
Because I’m a wanderer.
The river of life makes me swim sometimes,
Sometimes drown,
Love drifting in it’s current,
Being taken to unforeseen sights,
I’m seeking some unknown wisdom perhaps,
I’m a wanderer.
Love the journey more than a destination,
Love grinning in the face of fear,
Love braving harsh winds and stormy skies,
I surrender myself to the flow of life,
After all, I’m a wanderer…
Vaibhav
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