#traveller
I walk path like a river vagabond
Healing the trouble feet with rocks
Letting the soul sink in air
With narrow eyes and floating heart
Aloof u become a passage that never open
Tears with warmth and blood with cold
I surrender myself to laughing grave
Without strings red bleeding the green
Anew a past remains with hallow wean
Feb 6
Feb 6, 2026 at 11:56 PM UTC
There is no road here,
there isn't any other road --
than my own footsteps.
Aug 13, 2025
Aug 13, 2025 at 3:30 AM UTC
Darling time traveller,
will you dance,
or must you stay alone?
When your version of love
is singing together, words unknown.
Does hearing voices make it difficult,
to listen for people of your kind?
When you hear only music
that inspire the worlds you find.
But darling time traveller,
please share your words.
They are the most beautiful
that I have ever heard.
They light up your eyes,
bring shivers and chills,
The music that make time
come to a standstill.
Jan 19, 2025
Jan 19, 2025 at 6:21 AM UTC
Darling time traveller,
do you know who you are?
There is no time
to remember old scars.
Each moment of you
comes at too high a price.
When you live only play pretend,
your own life put on ice.
Just calm down.
They’re not real,
the sounds you hear.
Just calm down.
All that stress
will make you ill.
Darling time traveller,
just breathe, it isn't real.
You will find peace again
when time stands still.
Jan 15, 2025
Jan 15, 2025 at 11:25 AM UTC
Darling time traveller,
no exhaustion matters,
when no time has passed,
when inspiration has struck,
and the dice have been cast
When late at night
in bedroom night light,
words come to you
unwillingly.
When your mind is too loud,
can't sleep,
you grab your pen
begrudgingly.
Darling time traveller,
it was never a choice.
Your mind will act if you don’t.
Writing stories in your head,
against your will.
In those moments where
time comes to a standstill.
Jan 12, 2025
Jan 12, 2025 at 5:29 PM UTC
If I were a time traveller,
Would I be able to jump back?
Or would I die in the process?
And if I could do a thing again,
Presuming that I reach back in time,
Would I remain conscious of what needs to be rectified?
And what's the guarantee that
What happened won't repeat itself the same way?
And what's going to happen to my existence in this timeline?
Traveling time would not make any difference,
Why?
Because the past has already happened, it can't be changed.
If at all, I'd end up in a parallel timeline,
Stuck forever,
In the middle of people who want me dead.
Apr 29, 2024
Apr 29, 2024 at 7:58 AM UTC
Before all of this happened, or at least for
someone who can journey through time,
the way you present yourself as a kind
and deserving individual makes it feel
as though going back to meet you once more;
is a privilege that can be repeated endlessly.
Your demeanor and character seem to
transcend time itself, evoking a sense of
admiration and respect that beckons for
more encounters in the past, present, and future.
Each interaction with you feels like stepping into
a realm where the best aspects of humanity converge,
where sincerity and kindness are not only valued
but celebrated. It's as if your essence brings a sense
of comfort and familiarity that transcends the
boundaries of time and space, creating an aura
of positivity and warmth that one can't help
but be drawn towards.
So, in this realm where moments intertwine
with meaning and significance, meeting you
repeatedly feels like a continuation of a
beautiful journey that has no end in sight.
Apr 24, 2024
Apr 24, 2024 at 8:24 AM UTC
The moment passed
Before I knew it was gone
I kissed you
...
It did not hesitate as I had;
A Traveller, midway
...
It had already gone
You did not kiss back
Nov 10, 2021
Nov 10, 2021 at 2:58 AM UTC
There's nothing special about my greedy utopian dream:
I'm not off grid, or more ecco' friendly;
I still order luxury goods from overseas, hoard, engage in cliques, use the internet, dream about my own bit of land, claim any benefits I can.
I use the same drugs, minerals, roads, hospitals, banks, and I pollute the same air; with the same stink of self righteous elitism; because just like everyone else; I am unique!
(Off-grid irony)
Apr 19, 2021
Apr 19, 2021 at 10:28 AM UTC
I lost myself in your quest,
Fate denied what was mine..
Burning within was a heart that died,
Leaving scars that did not lie..
Leaving me helpless,
In this world full of dead..
You went ahead,
Driven by your desires..
I was left alone once again,
Not to be ruptured but trained..
Finding myself was again a task,
Losing to you wasn't that hard..
Hath not I let go of my emotions,
I would still have had the chances of resurrection..
Nobody could enter this prickled heart,
The reason you were lone inside this ruined turret..
You awakened me, repainted my soul,
Made me strong enough to hold myself..
Then left me alone in the wild sea,
Never to come back..
The first few days were hard,
The struggle real with the wretched pains..
Love is not a bed of roses but of thorns,
You showed it right and held me tight..
For it helped me rise and fight again,
Tame the waves and tide again..
You left me to thrive,
I soared higher to cry..
You set my soul ablaze,
And cut my chains..
You were a traveller who settled,
And I became the restless bird of passage….
Jan 14, 2021
Jan 14, 2021 at 12:17 PM UTC
Like a passenger sitting on a bus
Surrender your life to me,
I'll guard it like a driver steering
In the darkness, and
After dropping you to the destination
Will move on, happy with the FARE of Memories.
Jan 10, 2021
Jan 10, 2021 at 4:46 PM UTC
I'm a traveller,
I travel through this universe,
14 billion years ago,
When the big bang happened,
My atoms were burning,
Somewhere, in a distant star or galaxy,
I was roaming freely in universe,
For so many years,
I was orbiting the sun,
Floating in the cosmos,
Diving in the sea of hydrogen,
Sailing towards my destination,
Drifting alone, witnessed the infinity,
My compound eye
Was seeing the colors of the universe,
I saw the formation of the
different celestial bodies
The sun, the moon, the stars
And all of the galaxies,
I saw everything
It's my universe,
diverse and colourful.
I'm it's eternal part,
It's incomplete without me
Dec 13, 2020
Dec 13, 2020 at 7:42 AM UTC
I want to run away from you,
like running away from home
and I know you will not chase me
for a while, you’d like to be alone.
But I’m sure one day, you will
wander out too, in this world
of colour, art and pain.
And all I ever taught you,
will finally sound sane
and when you navigate this on your own
seeking out ‘you’
at every destination,
you’ll find me there too.
Find me | shevaun stonem
Nov 21, 2020
Nov 21, 2020 at 2:02 AM UTC
It is much suited, isn't it
the separation
it brings its own melody
the only thing
Everyone who listens
feel the same
It is the same longing
we all feel
all the same for all the difference
deserted in middle
met again in the same boat as travellers
finding place to soothe the thirst
rhythm of the same beat
echoing in the same heartbeat.
Aug 17, 2020
Aug 17, 2020 at 3:54 PM UTC
Behind that composed look.
Behind all of those shades.
.....................There is me.
A traveller on a journey.
Searching for more.
For a meaning of some sort .
Searching for peace & tranquility.
Love, devotion & all that's in between.
Jun 29, 2020
Jun 29, 2020 at 10:02 AM UTC
there are colors yet to be seen
and stories yet to be told
so i must set myself forth,
the traveller in the dark,
to pick up the loose threads
and see where they go;
leave the door open,
i will return soon.
Jun 4, 2020
Jun 4, 2020 at 9:15 AM UTC
I can feel my soul, the one of a traveller,
Like those fallen leaves, blowing away with the wind.
Searching for something, that I've been longing for,
Something that's missing, for I don't know how long.
For all I know, I love the journey
Full of hope and ever refreshing memories.
One day I'll get there, God knows when,
But when I do, I'll be content.
Apr 26, 2020
Apr 26, 2020 at 10:11 AM UTC
I'm ensnared in Life,
And I can't wait to try my hand
I let my pain drift around me,
As I begin to dream
I entranced by fantasies,
Of far-flung worlds, and secret locations.
I plan out my hopes and thoughts, as I take out my pen.
As ink blossoms on my paper,
I realise I've drawn a map.
Past, future and present,
And the worlds that I know.
I hear a call from the world,
as it expands beneath my feet.
I am a restless traveller,
And I will learn my world.
Have peace,
As you see my walking by myself,
Talking to myself.
Have peace.
I am a traveller
Apr 15, 2020
Apr 15, 2020 at 8:12 AM UTC
You have to let me go.
Set me free.
Let me go and I will come back.
I will tell you all the incredible things that they have told me.
I will let you watch the beautiful sights through my eyes as if you were there.
And I will let you taste the culture and richness of my travels by kissing you.
Dec 23, 2019
Dec 23, 2019 at 5:03 PM UTC
Maybe you find your center
On a couch beside a divided highway,
Where asphalt ribbons melt together
In the beautiful mess of the day's last fire,
Where light falls on upholstery
In a manufactured Southwest pattern,
Best suited to drier air but somehow
At home on a Wisconsin shoulder,
Watching the world go by
In metallic paint and autoglass reflections,
Moving too fast to catch all the names
Of almost-forgotten rivers crossed:
Rib River,
Rat River,
Jump River,
And any number of State Name Rivers.
Or maybe you find your center
On the other side of a plume of red granite dust,
Where the asphalt ends and the rivers
Are more than almost-forgotten signs
Beside a divided highway.
Aug 22, 2019
Aug 22, 2019 at 12:05 PM UTC
If I could, I would capture you in my eyes and turn blind out of the fear of losing you
but then there is this thought
that opens my eyes.
If I could, I would cuddle you all day and all night till eternity
but then there is this thought
and I refrain from touching you..
When you smile
I simply want to freeze the time
but then there is this thought
that takes away the time from my clutches.
I want to spend countless sleepless nights
by just wondering about you
but then there is this one thought
that envelopes me with slumber of despair.
I want to write a lot,
express tons of feelings
but then there is this thought
and I feel helpless.
"Kyon *** main tera raahi,
Jab tu hai kisi aur ki manzil"
May 30, 2019
May 30, 2019 at 5:48 AM UTC
I was amazed
By different countries
And their different states
I'd hop on a plane
Hitch a car or ride a bike
To be on a different land
I'd see architecture
that took my breath away
Made me hungry for more
I have tasted food
Different from my own
By different cooks
I would take photos
So whenever I am away
The memories won't be lost
May 5, 2019
May 5, 2019 at 4:53 PM UTC
She was a long lost traveller
with broken silence;
an unknown passenger
to darkness and defiance.
Time unfavorably moved slowly,
as if the oceans stopped moving
and life became ghostly
to each and every choosing.
Darkness became an everlasting hunger,
whose enmity was filled with surprise;
For she was left with wonder
of trembling unending surmise.
The love that was once known
became still and uncaring;
She was entirely alone
in this vast and empty home.
Defiance shook with trembling roars
as she made mistakes repetitively
and endlessly with her core,
a tiring soul left unwillingly.
She was a long lost traveller
who escaped treacherous ending
to find the world spectacular
and life itself worth spending.
Feb 24, 2019
Feb 24, 2019 at 2:23 AM UTC