In More Desert Poem by Raj Arumugam

so from desert to desert one goes.
You can't say that's exile
for one place is just like another
no one knew me there,
no one knows me here,
unacknowledged and unknown
one moves and one gropes and one orientates
one traverses the vast desert across the globe
and exile is a false term for the sands
merely shift from one place to another
and the one has not moved



(from The Migrant - notes of a newcomer (February 1997- July 1998))