Traveller

It isn't about survival,

But about what my heart truly aspires,

New places, new stories, new surprises, new people!

Who cares when you don't have the load of tension,

Who knows what sadness is

When the experience of bliss captivated you every second,

As you are feeling something foreign each moment,

The heart beats with a different rhythm, because

Its sees something unparallel every now and then,

It cries with the stories of each person,

It smiles with glee when it adventures across the calamities,

I don't care, I don't like to,

Yes I'm a traveller, I take pride in it,

I find solace in every place I go,

With a new feeling I go,

To a new land with another comforting smell.