The shifting sand dunes

The shifting sand dunes in the desert
Are the real travelers of time.
They move so many times from place to place,
Every single day, changing the home and form.
The homeless migrants or the caravan travelers
To whom do I compare them?
Living life of eternal gypsies,
Experts of their nomadic life.
How do they feel at the uncertainty of existence?
I used to marvel often but not now.
Now my mind is a shifting sand dune too,
I change for myself daily so often.
With future unknown, so uncertain,
My moods are like the phases of moon.
Or the eternal moving and shifting form less sand dune.

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About Nalini Srivastava

I am an Indian.I write to let go of myself.It is my catharsis.My biggest inspiration is my son and every passing moment of life.I am a teacher by profession and the way I love to write ,I love to teach.With my one solo poetry book already published "Feminine Musings" hope many more will see the light.

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