A Ballad for Death

A compilation of the first 500 poems I ever wrote.
I write in my free time accross different styles and themes, sometimes there are reasons to what I write and sometimes there are not, but I always try to follow my inspiration.


392. Travel

As I travel around

Moving fast on the ground

My body, my mind

And my wanting heart

Appear to come apart,

Wherever I am going

A piece of my being

Seems to lag behind

It thirsts for adventure

But there is a rapture

Between its desires

That which it admires

In body I am far

Far beyond heavens blue

And in mind now I soar

Towards where wild winds blew

Yet in heart still the star

Is none other than you.

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