#wanderlust
Life behind shadows,
Society beckons, rules please conform.
Truth is lost, we fall to dust.
Now open the soul to wanderlust.
Dec 1, 2014
Dec 1, 2014 at 6:54 AM UTC
..*She tried to find herself
in places that didn't exist*..
Jan 3, 2016
Jan 3, 2016 at 6:46 PM UTC
I walk with my head down, I've outgrown this town,
I know my way around but it's boring now,
I'm snoring now, ignoring clowns that surround me, how
Do I break out, find some glory now,
See the globe, rewrite my story, develop some clout,
Enveloped by doubt...can't seem to figure it out,
Developed my sound, need to deliver a shout, no fuss, gotta row,
This **** bridge fell in the moat,
Forget a paddle,
I'm still building a boat,
Don't doubt though, I'll break out now, might be slow but expect a middle finger as I go,
Not gonna linger, stay sharp like iguana fingers,
Depressed and full of stress, my best is yet to come,
Inhibitions, lack of rest keep my ambitions undone,
My dreams have been oppressed, my soul remains repressed,
But instead of being stunted I'll stun, refuse to just regress
Apr 27, 2018
Apr 27, 2018 at 11:43 AM UTC
As for her,
She might has forgotten
where the home is in the world
For she's always everywhere—
in every countries she crossed
on every streets she wandered
at every motels she spent the night
above the sand and ocean breeze
below the tallest buildings and crowded bridges..
But you,
You make her feel like
the closest thing to feeling that again
Oct 20, 2016
Oct 20, 2016 at 12:43 PM UTC
I'm a prisoner in my own city
with invisble handcuffs
and a target on me
no matter what choices I make
you'll still never let me be free
I just wanna fly
but everytime I try
you shoot me down
because the sky was meant for the birds
but don't you see,
i'm a bird too
so why won't you just let me be
Aug 29, 2016
Aug 29, 2016 at 4:20 PM UTC
*T'was a diamond
amidst stardust
struck of gypsy's
celestial adoration,
crashed and sizzled
'neath earthly intentions,
ultimate shimmers
escalated upon
fiercely impetuous seas,
each dappling
luminescent wave
saturated of
splendiferous galaxies,
bathed in heavens'
stellar effulgence,
mesmerizing wanderlust's
magnificent indulgences*
Jul 8, 2015
Jul 8, 2015 at 12:37 PM UTC
I wish I would have been a nomad,
I would have travelled to the places no one had.
I wish I was a voracious reader,
Books would have helped me to forget her.
If life would not have been such a mystery,
It would have been easy to forget my history.
I wish I was another wanderlust
In a world which seems to forget so fast.
I never wanted to be like me.
I wish I was not me!
Tanay Sengupta, Copyright © 2018. All Rights Reserved.
Jul 29, 2018
Jul 29, 2018 at 6:40 AM UTC
Take me with you,
where the wildflowers grow.
Let's travel to where the sun sets;
somewhere only we know.
To escape the pain,
the bitterness of reality.
To indulge in freedom,
and the sweet serenity.
Jul 9, 2014
Jul 9, 2014 at 2:01 PM UTC
Take me to the stars with you,
I came to get lost here.
I can't spend this eternity,
trapped inside my mind.
Is this what running away feels like?
Or is this just my imagination taking over?
There has to be more than this,
More than my mouth can taste.
Aug 13, 2014
Aug 13, 2014 at 11:27 PM UTC
How many times will you say,
‘I leave today’
And still
Stay?
©Copyright 2014 Written and Edited by Racquel Davis
Jul 31, 2014
Jul 31, 2014 at 11:42 AM UTC
*Green the color of nature’s birth.
Life revolved around these hues.
O’ lover, come out here and smell the dewy grass!
Remember the times we lay under the vast sky?
In the midst of summer days,
Our names were carved in the clouds.
Unbroken and unheard, we were whole.
Sweet escape to the beautiful world!
Goodness in nature is a celebration.
Running free in the valleys and hills creates joy!
Enchanted by the rainbow after the rain,
Embraced the love and letting go of pain.
Numerous plants and countless fragrances,
Enraptured are my senses.
Remember those glorious days?
Young and wild, our lives revolved around those trees.*
Oct 22, 2014
Oct 22, 2014 at 9:57 AM UTC
I could just up and leave
Leave everything behind
Move to a new place
Place with new horizons
Find adventure and joy in small things
Things that fulfill my desire
I've gotten the travel bug
Oh wanderlust
May 2, 2015
May 2, 2015 at 8:03 PM UTC
In fields you walk with cloven wanderlust
With blankets carried on your back as fleece
Protecting fellow sheep-fold innocence
From devious behavior in the flock
Smiling as you bleat and stride as golden
Reflecting rays like sunlit drops of milk
A lamb of God your knowledge is your milk
Your curiosity breathes wanderlust
A message from the ancient one baas golden
Engraved upon your heart and curls of fleece
Observe the blessed range within your flock
Stray not for you may lose your innocence
A fog in hills may blind your innocence
Beware the wolf will take more than your milk
And with each day you bond among your flock
Behold the beauty of group wanderlust
We thank you for your warm and cherished fleece
That soothes us as earth's twilight breaks golden
Glory to the impossible golden
For myths of your spiritual innocence
Merely trumpets what liberates your fleece
The holy grail is your chalice of milk
Discovered in a cave of wanderlust
Restful within the shadow of your flock
What joy is raised in stables of your flock
An offering of ritual golden
Pasture of thirsty hearts in wanderlust
You teach us to hold fast to innocence
How precious is the richness of your milk
Our comfort is to rest our heads on fleece
A new dawn to behold an age of fleece
A new dusk to protect an ancient flock
A new day to preserve the gift of milk
A new memory to hold futures golden
A never ending age of innocence
A satiated age of wanderlust
Fruitful wanderlust of black sage fleece
Shepherds innocence to a white cloaked flock
Prepare ye golden moments with thine milk
© tHE tERRY tREE
Dec 26, 2014
Dec 26, 2014 at 2:45 PM UTC
A dash of spluttered kisses
come raining down on your neck.
Buried in your sandy hair,
shining lips in the candlelight.
I don't speak your language,
you barely speak mine,
Ik wil jij.
Mar 5, 2015
Mar 5, 2015 at 12:05 PM UTC
i want to experience things.
life,
and all of its ins and outs.
its beautiful sorrows and painstaking highs.
i am a girl hungry to see the world.
ready to consume the sights i have yet to see.
to drink in revolutionary ideas with my mind.
Jul 5, 2014
Jul 5, 2014 at 1:22 AM UTC
Shots fired
Another black kid lays dead upon the ground
Tragic, so tragic indeed
Move along nothing to see here
It is just another black boy soaking in his own blood
Nothing major
Wait what...!
Sigh
we really are nothing aren't we
A waste of air and space apparently
Oh lawdy now the black community is mad
Let's start riots and destroy our own stuff
Yeah that'll surely get the white man's attention
Sigh
**** we really are stupid aren't we
No wonder they are killing us off
What sense does that make
One of our own gets shot by the opposite race,
Which somehow causes us to gain this desire to open the gates of hell
The logic is too real
This what white man get for letting us out of our cages
Yeah that was said
Sometimes I believe we should just go back to our slave days
At least back then we were somewhat domesticated
Because now we're just acting like frightened animals
Oh, that boy was shot and killed by that white man
Let's burn everything to the ground
*****
The black revolution has begun once again
Only this time it is just stupid
If you're going to do something that could possibly change the world
The least you can do is do it right
Stop the violence
Both black and white
Jul 18, 2016
Jul 18, 2016 at 11:06 AM UTC
And let it flow
as the current streams from your lips
as your words paint the magnificent
your words branch into the images I see
The images I see infect my dreams
lingering into daydreams of places I wish to see
mountain top huts to drink tea
because the passion I feel to see and be
stems from the singular thought
that poured into a picture
and when I reached to grasp
I needed to be part of my steady wanderous day dream
Like an addict I feign for the sights I haven't yet seen
flowing heavily like the spring stream
exhilarating the sense of exploration
Nov 7, 2014
Nov 7, 2014 at 1:34 PM UTC
Deep within my being
an urge to get up and go
Innate fondness to journey
a need, a want, to not sit still
Searching, seeking new places
acquiesced desire to rove
Roamer, explorer, nomad
impulsive necessity to travel
The lust to wander
Feb 11, 2015
Feb 11, 2015 at 10:53 AM UTC
I want to travel endless roads and limitless skies
above the unknown depths of seas and oceans.
To create my own world is something I would like to achieve
But it seems that I'd rather not have that world than not to see your eyes and take another chance.
So I'd rather be here waiting for the sounds of your footsteps
that make my heart flutter and dance.
I'd choose to be alone, waiting for the perfect time
until I can have another glance on your face.
Because I want to leave my hand prints on your cheeks as I sleep along the broadness of your back while you walk and we leave this place
with no trace of our disgrace.
Mar 24, 2014
Mar 24, 2014 at 9:03 AM UTC
do you know what it feels like
not to belong?
the mind is aching,
searching for a place
to call home,
where you get tucked in at night
and finally get some sleep
a place
to feel free,
where you can dance in the rain
and laugh in the pale moonlight
but the thing you refuse
to believe
you reject
in the depths of your heart
is the search
will never stop.
Oct 21, 2014
Oct 21, 2014 at 4:01 PM UTC
I wanna run.
Feel free.
I wanna explore the world all by myself
and maybe even find love on my way.
Desire is tremendous.
I'm scared.
I still wanna go.
Sep 12, 2014
Sep 12, 2014 at 3:15 PM UTC
Orange skylines with
Copper inconsistencies,
Cobbled pavements
Converging, at odd angles,
Stepped on
By fairytale homes
And tourist feet,
Almost, just almost,
Drowning out the violins
And the voices,
Almost making me forget
That Europe isn’t home,
Somehow.
Jan 14, 2015
Jan 14, 2015 at 10:19 AM UTC