I was a wanderer
Running around
Going back and forth
Sometimes east, another time west
There are times that I,
Walk too far
Fly too high
Swim too deep
Run too fast
But, even after all those time
I always knew,
That I can go home everytime I feel tired
An eternal home
Even I have loose my mind
Loose my material world possession
Broke my heart
Broke my leg
Give up my dream
Catching the air
Have no hope
I knew, that whenever I search within
I am home
I search within and I am home
-RM (Saundarie)
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Silent Break Up
PoetryA bundle of poems about my personal stories. How I fall in love to the man that I always dream of, how sweet our love stories are, how strong our chemistry is, and how much pain I can endure when he left me, alone, without a single word. I express m...
