Travelling

I'm travelling to the 
Distant village of 
Memories where
My childhood is 
Still alive,
I'm travelling to a
Place where everything
Reeks of brightest light,
I'm travelling from pain
To peace, 
I'm travelling to the place
Where sky shies behind
A veil of northern lights, 
I'm travelling from who I 
Was to who I am.
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This poem won in Instagram Weekly Contest held by @delhipoetryslam on the theme 'Travelling' 

1 comment

  • Cute, short poem. Loved it!

    Swati singh

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