My wandering soul

Oh! my wandering soul,

It’s not your fault,

Still I remember the day,

It was me who took you there,

Where you came to know,

That Wandering is the flavour,

Which meet up to the thirst,

That was flowing in veins, from years,

All you want is to be there,

But time made his own choice,

That was the very first time,

I ever saw you revolting,

You left with one choice to decide,

Either choose me or ‘The Life’,

Although you know the consequences,

Still you chose ‘love’ and teach me,

That life is not ‘The Life’ without it,

I was happy but it hurt too,

You didn’t care about me,

I was alone but it’s not your fault,

You can’t leave me I begged.. I cried,

Watching me, you show mercy,

And there you promise me, saying,

I will back everytime you will roam around,

And you keep your promise, as each time,

I went out I feel you inside, make me whole,

And then again leave, as you chose the one,

But that’s not me, it’s not your fault,

It’s me, who is lame to do, what I love,

But you are not, you are free,

You are free to choose, to love, to decide,

What you want to.. or what not to be,

And I am still learning from you,

It’s the love only, who make,

Our life, ‘The Life’.

So be what you love to be.

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