Literal tramp are my eyes,
Always in search of a charming face.
Even a good heart will do.
But mostly they seek out a wandering soul.
One who doesn’t want to stay for long.
After all variety is spice of my life.
A maverick or crazy mind is even better.
I can expect the unexpected.
A loner is my heart.
But when it needs a partaker to its long stretched night,
My roving eye does the task.
Destiny Poets
Uniting and celebrating the best "Writers" and "Poetry" from around the world centred out of Destiny Church Wakefield
A pleasant poetic array seeding the mountains of possibilities and it’s infinite colors and shades through the windows of one’s eyes , though a deeper pain exists somewhere between the verses. An enthralling attempt by the author.
Thanks a lot Shamsher for capturing the essence of my poem and for appreciating it
Beautiful Nalini. Loved it.
Thanks a lot Rekha.your words of praise boost my morale.
There is a sense of sadness that pervades through this sensitive and beautiful poem.
A striking composition with the touch of melancholy that lingers and lasting.