The Wanderer Poem by Kartik Saraf

The Wanderer



The Wanderer

See the wanderer
Wandering in the darkness
The writer of death

The passion in his eyes
His voice dancing across the page
Emotion in his veins

He sees the dark souls
Floating aimlessly in space
Nowhere to turn to...

On the open road
A green bird on his shoulder
He walks in darkness

Whatever happens
In this dark world of chaos
One man rules us all

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