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among the skyscrapers my mind wander
how narrow my sight was
to only surmise what one might feel
realizing there are more to conquer
so i take a step back
revisiting another possible tracks i could take
J Mar 20
wandering soul, be found
wandering soul, be content
wandering soul, have you had enough?
of questions that remain unanswered
or worse, unsaid?

wandering soul, are you alright?
wandering soul, are you tired?
wandering soul, take a rest
you've travelled the long road
you've done your best.

wandering soul, you are here.
wandering soul, you are found.
wandering soul, let go
your feet was always on the ground.
first poem in a very long while. so many untouched emotions. we are all wandering souls. i hope you've found your home.
Rainswood Sep 2021
Walnut trees release spent leaves
Shower me in summertime past.
Miles of unpaved roads-
meandering.
Aimlessly wandering. Wondering
selina Aug 2021
it took me two years to get back
on a train to the lower east side
back to the starting ground

but when i arrived this morning
in our little corner of this place
it felt something like a ghost town

so many faces fluttered by
but not a single one i recognized
i felt like a stranger in my hometown

i left to chase my dreams of permanence
but now nostalgia and memories ring aloud
and all of our old apartments have been torn down

what is left for my wandering heart?
not you, not home, nothing else in this town so
i bought a ticket for the next train, and i'm leaving now
Hera Aug 2021
I did my best,
I can't even take a rest
Yet, every single person treats me like a pest,
I guess it's a curse, coz I'm the eldest.
Hi, managed to post a poem today. Indeed, I'm lost :(
Allesha Eman Jul 2021
You soak your sun-dried dreams in rose water
And bead them onto strings of premature promises
You once made to your naïve self,
Despite your love for dreaming
The summer moon’s quick departure
Leaves you stranded at train stations
And you make your way back through fields
Of distant memories
Looking for ways to fall asleep
Mark Wanless May 2021
a drunken mind does
wander a bit don't mean ****
yet people do die
Hamna May 2021
Free of fears, free of tears
I wander freely
And happily rejoice with materialistic things
Gleefully denying the fact
That death doesn't rejoice with me
"The one who loves his world harms his Hereafter, and the one who loves his Hereafter harms his world. Hence you prefer the immortal (Hereafter) to the mortal (world). "
- (Musnad Imam Ahmad, vol. 7, pp. 165, Hadees 19717)
Spadille May 2021
Poems and tragedies
Coexist with each other
Like a blissful night and a sorrowful day
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