Wanderlust Poem by Aniruddha Pathak

Lust in breast if I roam far from home,
I would reach nary where, forget Rome,
But if I make each coast
My home, I'd ne'er get lost,
For, one day all of dome would be home!
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And if I may add, need one have visa, nor yet passport; there are borders, nor boundary walls; where nationalities and patriotism is passé; and all are true sons and daughters of Mother Earth looking forward to being family members of the same Solar system; let that day come when all the dome is home.
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Reflections | 09.01.17 |