I am just a traveller
And you are, a luxury
I call this love
And this route, gets ugly
While you are everything here
That the journey wants
I walk the line alone
For a love that haunts
And in each step of the way
You found a chalice to belong
If only I cared to stop
Sipping on what’s nearly gone
And in your city and at your door
I am a traveller still
Just another day you, show me the roof
Of all that home, I am never in
And in your city and at your door
I am a traveller, nothing more
Just another day you will forget
As soon as I sail away from the shore
And I can try and I can deny
But you my darling, are a luxury
Am I the reason I am unseen?
Am I the traveller? Am I the journey?
-Al
- Author: Alan R (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: August 19th, 2024 07:41
- Category: Reflection
- Views: 19
Comments4
Easily forgotten is not what one wants in a relationship. Feeling homeless and unimportant well expressed in this nicely written poem
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Excellent write
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A sad poem of reflection. The fifth stanza, particularly poignant. Nicely composed lines Alan.
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