The mole in your feet
is the sign of a traveler
your grandmother says.
The mole in your left eye
is a sign of a good seeker
she says too.
In your ears, a good listener.
In your mouth, a soothsayer.
Oh!
How terribly wrong
your grandmother is.
You had that mole
in your heart
but all were the same.
All were the same.
YOU ARE READING
Voyages of My Mind
PoetryThis is my first poetry collection. Most of these were written way back in college. I hope you like it guys.
