A Sojourn Solitary Traveller

A Sojourn Solitary Traveller short poem

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Again, he embarks on this journey,
A journey without destination
With a slight change;
This time, it is alone
A sojourn solitary traveller
Traversing through the trivialities of life
Filled with passion
Searching for a quest,
A bit of compassion,
Earnest with anticipation
For emancipation,
For a greater reason
To live and thrive,
Searching
For a justification
To be happy and alive.
He observes people,
Observes time
With passion,
He meets intrigue
And befriends sham,
Falls in love with hate
And marries vengeance.
However, as they say, ‘fate’!
Our sojourn solitary traveller
Is still alone
Left out in the crowd;
A shadow without form
A sound without meaning
An existence without purpose.
The sojourn solitary traveller!
Travels alone
Preaching, trying, justifying
His life,
His sorrow, his hideous strife.

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J.rid
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Brilliant I thought, you have explained your profile introduction! We all search for meaning some understand that and some just go with the flow never understanding from birth to death.

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