A Lost Traveller

I am a harbour of a remote island
And you are a lost sailor of the sea
I’ve heard prayers move alps, hope
One day fate anchors you in my sea


If, destiny fails to oblige my prayers
And you are not escorted to my cove
I’ll set out alone in the worst storm
As my inner storm is insane more


For God’s sake, seek truth in me
Eternally on fire a living soul in me
Stranded amid water in a far off land
‘Water or fire’ what kills me first, will see


I’ve lit a lamp on my door for the lost travellers
I am seeing a storm uprising on your horizon


Copyright (c): Dr. Nikhat Bano
All Rights Reserved
New Delhi, India. January 9, 2017

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About Nikhat Bano

I am an ESP (English for Specific Purposes) Instructor by profession. I love to write romantic and spiritual poems and I find a great sense of relief after penning down my thoughts on paper. It has now become a passion for me and will continue as long as I live.

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