Wheels Are In Motion Again

Wheels Are In Motion Again short poem

Wheels are in motion again –

clank clank !

The gypsy in me is packing up,

unsettling the settled.

Starting afresh,

no want for hope.

No desire for sorrow,

subdued is the word.

Put my books in a box,

pack my clothes in another.

Pangs of anxiety,

flashes of excitement.

Charting a new way

away from all I know as real.

Gloom over loss,

inertness over gain.

The wheels are in motion again –

clank clank!

What lies on the other end, I know not,

unable to figure the allure, yet I walk on..

Live recklessly, die young, shall I ?

or confirm, one day of my life, will I ?

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Nothing enthralls me anymore, Nothing surprises me anymore, I know not the depth of my own soul, nothing allures me anymore..............
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