Forever Homeless, Alien And A Refugee
Forever homeless, alien and a refugee
This is a strong feeling always haunting me
Nothing binds me for long and stops me from being a vagabond
What calls me yet always eludes me?
Was I born an alien or outsider?
The colorful, tragi-comic drama called life, leaves me cold
When very young I became old!
In the garden of this world something prevents me from being and insider.
Yet my emotions rise sharply but quickly sub side
Far away I watch this ebb and tide
All this while involved in constant value base action and projects
I remain a lonely heart, always left outside!
Am I deluding myself with 'Geeta's Anasakti' and dispassion?
Yet I am often swayed by passion
Balanced between passion and dispassion, insider- outsider, tears and laughter
I do have a streak of compassion.
A perpetual gypsy
I find any place a fleeting shelter
An inn for the night-halter
I am ready to leave this place called world fragile and silky!
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