Traveller Poem by NAKUL rai

I wish my leg always get chance to move forward
from the sea beach crossing the plain upto hill,
swimming in salty water, rowing boat and playing snow
inspire me with lots of talent,
when i get motion, moving back of trees
behind trees sun play the hide and see
bird dance on air and move far
boom boom music on my car.
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Different place different people different test of journey
sometimes i moved towards endless highway
sometimes i blow horn on U turn
above the hill i see the rising sun on huge jacket
as i down the range crowd people with different face
little bit forward different language
hot dog and boil food with Nariyal Pani
summer skies, full of enjoy and joy.
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I lived far from home and my mind addicted
new visual sinic, i loved reserved much than urban
from the middle of forest, i wanna cross
leaving all pressure on huge music
one step forward, more world more experience
on depression, journey is fun
voice of unknown, sometimes scare and sometimes inspire
but the thirst of learning world take my breath
world is like a rose, having middle and flower
still wanna learn more because Iam a Traveller.