I'M A Secret Traveller Poem by Shouvik Roy

I'M A Secret Traveller



I am a secret traveler, I travel from soul to soul, Latching on is not my cup of tea. I am a notorious ghost, I haunt sentiments, prick them for awhile, and then whoosh! I am gone, never to be found again.

Monday, September 16, 2013
Topic(s) of this poem: travel
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