Category : Poems

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Oh yes, Wanderlust! 

The feeling of going back to your roots, the place where you were born, 
Of seeing those faces, that were once your life, 
Of wondering what happened to the park where once you played hide and seek, 
Of reminiscing about those long days you spent under the familiar open sky.... 
Does going back to where it all started count as wanderlust? 

The fact that you go with less and come back with more, 
Of acceptance, of meeting those who once were not, 
Of remembrance, for those who once were but now are not! 
Of being one with your past, the foundation of your entire existence, 
That session of paying regards and surprising the once loved ones..... 
Does this qualify as wanderlust or is it simply a game of peek-a-boo? 

Well, yes you can travel to conquer the world, 
You can explore the unknown and come to know so much more, 
You may as well meet new souls, gain experience and die more learned... 
But then, isn't it worth being one with the old you, or would you rather live for the new??