"O' where are you going, traveler" I said. coat tucked into the wind billowed hat over your eyes. gusts of air touch yet they don't catch your face. I see curious wrinkles and a smile of the sun place to place you wander, leaving your mark. a connection of the heart but never a tethered bond down your curving path you go to where you meander, I really do not know. “O' traveler where are you going? non-attached you are, show me freedom”. the traveler shows a gleam of wisdom a twinkle in his eye, he tells me this, "I am not special. I am just like you. seek not, merely look". so I chance upon a shard of glass and I gaze into the shimmering mirror taken aback, epiphany strikes smiling like the sun, I say, "hello traveler"
"I am not special. I am just like you. seek not, merely look". That was well said! Real good. But if I may add, give spaces and divide it into stanzas. It somehow adds to the appeal of the poem.
that's a good idea rev, i think it'll help the poem flow better... i'll try to do that soon feeback from others is always welcome -saurabh
