My Heart is a Traveller

~ i evolve often, as my feelings soften, ​ ~ change never-ends, as thoughts and ideas blend, ​ ~ but amid this, life itself does not change, which is all a bit strange, ​ ~ my words takes flight, for they travel far and wide in the air like a kite, ​ ~ but who knows where one is to go, all one can do, is go with the flow, for few can carry the weight of love, few, can be as peaceful as a dove, ~ my heart leave the nest, whilst others prefer to rest, ~ my eyes wish to explore, not to engage in war, but to see new sights, to see the Arabian nights, ~ I am clueless... geared with a trial frame titled oculus, I wonder what is ahead... ~ life becomes like a dull cloud, the one that speaks loud, but the earth still hears my silent like voice, as do my ancestors who rejoice, ~ I want to be still, but my tender heart is truly ill, my heart grows unaware, for it feels utterly bare, ~ i look back at the vacant pathway, and there I see your image decay... becoming grey, capturing the moments that go by in a flash, as all things but thee, turns into ash.

~ my heart is a traveller

31/10/2020