How do you know I am a Traveler?

How do you know I am a Traveler?

How do you know I am a traveler? What resembles that tone?

I thought you might be knowing me, I thought I was a clown.

The only fable I love to read somewhere get relates to travel.

So what? Can’t you see the beauty that nature holds?

That magnificent waves, that flabbergasting seashore.

That zig-zag river, that unbearable cold that froze.

There is so much I believe I need to explore.

Clouds seem to call my name, my frown gets a path.

When I start climbing the pinnacle, all my worries break apart.

New hope and passion get in my veins when adrenaline is pumped by my heart.

All my shut doors seem open again when traveling gives me a new start.

How do you know I am a traveler? What resembles that tone?

I take so much thrill, don’t know whether I will be again back home.

This life is a journey, we all are in hallucinations.

Everyone here is in search to reach their destinations.

So what? Can’t you relate with people who didn’t get enough?

That Handsome man standing right beside me at my bad time. Is, He is my love?

This isn’t fair play, everyone cheats in this carnival.

I get my drug of bliss through travel.

Horn of ship calls my name, that journey lead me to remember my goals.

When I see traffic on my way, I realize the presence of time and my flaws.

When I dive deep into the ocean, I remember the importance of living.

If you travel I can assure you, you get a new path of believing.

So if you know I am a traveler, I am a traveler,

Each of you who born is a traveler,

You just need the courage to hold on to your ground,

As fleet knows the beauty of storms.

Also Read: Finding routes towards my destination – A Traveller’s Dairy

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