Thursday, 2 March 2023

Expats Journey

 



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In lands afar, a life unknown, An expat's journey has grown.

From home, they roam, to foreign shores, A new chapter, an open door.

The first steps take no unsure, Their heart flutter, a bare take allure. A new adventure is spoken to see, What lies beyond, their destiny?

The language is spoken, a foreign tongue, A barrier broken is spoken is unsung. Learning new ways, to communicate, With locals who welcome, and appreciate.

A sense of wonder, an open mind, The expat's spirit is a rare find. Exploring new places, a constant thrill, A world of beauty, at their will.

The taste of food is so different and new, The senses are alive, a journey to pursue. Spices and flavors, a feast for the soul, A culinary adventure, their heart whole.

The culture they witness is a new perspective.

A way of life, so rich and reflective. Traditions they learn, appreciate and Have a diverse world, to celebrate.

Friends they make, a bond so true, A support system, a family too. Together they share, their ups and downs, A community formed, a comforting sound.

The nostalgia they feel, for home so far, A longing for loved ones, a familiar car. Memories they cherish, of laughter and love, A heart that beats, for both below and above.

The expat's journey, a life unknown, A heart that wanders, a spirit that's grown. A new sense of self, a discovery so rare, A life of adventure, beyond compare

Monday, 10 April 2017

Finding You

Like a seeker,
I've been trying
To find you .
In the meadows,
On the mountains ,
at the sunset.
Around all the places you love
When I go by the
Street we met first,
I can hear your voice
Calling out my name.
Amidst the crowd
I try to follow your voice.
Slowly,your voice
Turns into a whisper .
I wander here and
There like a wanderer
With an urge to go after you.
You know you want to.
All alone
I feel like a pair of
Eyes staring me..
Following my each move
Seems mysterious,
Somehow familiar .
Is it you?
Don't hide yourself from me
Come to me like
You've come home.

Tuesday, 24 January 2017

The world of stories

I set in the corner
amidst the racks of the
books surrounded by the
world of stories.
Each book talked differently
But I was curious about
the untold secrets
hidden behind them.
I wanted to know
about all those endeavors 
Which led them here.
As I dreamt of
Becoming
one of them
I needed some serenity,
but couldn't find it
at the most silent place.
I left the room without
looking back
to the unread stories
I got down to the road
and started walking slowly
Clueless and worry less
I felt somebody was
calling me back
With an itch to know more
I returned .
This time I sat amidst
the group of strangers .
The mysterious faces
occupied themselves
with life goals
Their eyes conveyed
about them , their story .
But they were too busy
to live their own story .
That baffled me
I asked the same
question to myself
What are you really
doing with your life?
Just breathing or waiting
for someone to make myself realize
Even I have a story to tell ?


Wednesday, 18 January 2017

Quotes (6)

~ Actually ,
   Existence and Survival contrasts 

~Habitually,
 she escapes from the crowd
 to seek herself

~ Truth is you can't lie to yourself




Quotes (5)

~Motivation cannot 
  be found in books
  Inspiration can

~ Destiny cannot be changed 
  all by yourself 
  if you are unable to convince
  God to be with you !

~ Ink and paper,
   Thoughts and typewriter
   A play of words

~ Radiance of the moon
   Darkness of the night 
   A lovers solitude

Quotes (4)

~Seek for the better you
  but do not forget the good one 

~First rain , 
  loner got drenched 
  solitude

~ Is it called growing up when
  you don't want to neglect your
  responsibilities ?
  Or
 When you find solace
 in a competitive world ?
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3 am thoughts

3 AM Thoughts 

And her mind 
wonders around 
the pros and cons 
of chasing 
and replacing