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    <<<<Wanderlust>>>>

    I walked out of my home
    Off to the streets,
    Just watching the sunrise
    Walking the distance,
    Like the sun was my only mate,
    Trees waving high,
    Birds on their way,
    Breeze blowing pollens away,
    Squirrels on their mission,
    As I walked past this vacant, busy aisle,
    Wet with fog.

    Then I walk into the town,
    Old houses, shelters for memories,
    Of children growing,
    Of bedtime stories,
    Of new relationships,
    Of heart shattering goodbyes,
    Those red bricks hold a lot more
    Than just a few bonded people.

    Off to the countryside,
    Where dogs chased the sheep's,
    Where cows grazed
    the morning wet grass,
    Huge old farmhouses,
    With pigeons gossiping on top,
    Green apple trees,
    And squirrels playing across
    and on the space between them.
    Sunsets on the patient mountains,
    Mountains that separate
    The savage human civilisations
    From the land of nature.

    And so I go to the cliff,
    Certainly favorite spot for lovers,
    Watching the city lights,
    And the stars above,
    Hand in hand,
    They lose themselves among the stars
    For they're stars themselves,
    Lighting the skies of their nightfall.
    And I lost myself,
    As the shooting stars
    Took me to her
    (The star of my sky!)

    ©Debojit

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    Wanderlust

    Old houses, shelters for memories,
    Of children growing,
    Of bedtime stories,
    Of new relationships,
    Of heart shattering goodbyes,
    Those red bricks hold a lot more
    Than just a few bonded people

    (Rest In Caption)

    ┬ęDebojit