Who is my destination
I am wandering
Here and there
All the time
Every single moment
I am a wandering soul
That has no destination
That has no way
Of living an ideal life
Of living a good life
Of living a healthy life
My destination is hiding
Somewhere else
It is far away
From me and from everyone else
It belongs to me and me only
But I wish it could come
Any time, alas, it didn't
And I am left here
All alone in this darkness
Without any specific destination
And without any particular purpose
The destination has gone
The purpose has gone
About the Creator
Kiran Yasmin
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