There is so much to explore
Everyday I hope to not have been broke
The world has unexplored treasures
Body craves to feel those pleasures
The colourful life of gipsies and wanderers
Wish to become one of such travellers
Lustful eyes deliberately surf the internet
Watching earth videos and photographs
which they never forget
Selfishly busy creating a business for money
To taste every water and each type of honey.
How is it? Love travelling. Desperately waiting for the next trip. Your comments are always welcome. 🙂
It is strange
Can say weird
Saw a guy
With muscles and beard
Bus engine started
My eyes fixated
On the roads and vehicles
Not the passengers acting as mountain disciples
Sitting besides the drivers seat
Gazing the roads with hands on knees
How did I not see you before?
Realised it in the morning at 4.
Your silhouette shining
In the night filled with moonlighting
Body structure and the voice
Attracted I was by my hearts choice
Hands in the trousers pockets
That relaxed and confident look, triggering my mind sockets
Awestruck I was with my head moving fast
Is he the one my love story needs as the main cast?
Drowsiness turned into deep sleep
You touched your finger on my knee
Opened my eyes found you moving towards the backseat
My elevated charm and blushing cheeks.
Wondering was it a positive signal
Now it seems everything was fictional
A deep urge to find him and contact
Is this the way I should react?
I want an answer to this question. Comments please. Help 🙂
Wandering in the woods
Mountains acting as hoods
Week went by
I had the wings to fly
To watch the beauty from above
Every angle and inch covered
Taking pictures to show off my discovery
Making my comrades jealous, filling them with avidity
Did the same without the wings
Explored two cities that beautifully sing
Songs of mountains and waterfalls
Lyrics by birds which enjoy the company of this all.
A relief surged from within
The trip ended with memories and photographs featuring
Me and my friend making faces
Marking the success of our journey by undoing our shoe laces.