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Nishant Rawat Dec 2019
I live in the moment
I don’t think of the past.
I am here with a belief
A belief that the world is good.
Everything is ok
It is how it should.
The ones who met me on the way
One who had so much to say.
The ones who accompanied for some foot
Those people were somewhat better.
Sometimes I feel like a menace Groot
Why I worry, I shouldn’t
I know, people are a bit angry
Some are just wealth hungry.
A lost traveler from a village
In a city full of savages.
Where everyone judges you
For the things, you don’t even do.
It’s necessary to remember the old path
A road where I met a sociopath.
He sat and cried with me
He had a house that’s **** is empty.
I too had a house
And a mind full of unknown fears.
But there is no one from my home
So I wandered alone aplenty.
I don’t belong to this site
Neither I belong there.
I belonged to the journey
Of the destination, I never care.
Mishaps are my friends
Roads know how I tour
The world is not the same every day
Sometimes I do pray.
I sell free time in the forest
The rivers are my love affair.
Every day I am a new person to myself
Didn’t want this to happen.
I was always empty-handed
Always taken a lot of things for granted.
Since I have turned from the city to the road
A lot of possibilities I imagine.
This age and time kept on passing
The journey is the only thing everlasting.

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