Lost Poem by Rahul Aithal

Lost



On an island
stranded alone,
restless I rant,
where is home?
Think I'm lost.

Fond memories
my soul mate,
time pauses,
I wait.
I'm probably lost.

On a sidewalk,
in my city
of super-fast clock,
I'm at sea.
Is this home?

I am traded
like a commodity,
my soul mate
just an oddity.
I am lost.

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